Lyrics:
Mighty gods of an ancient timeRebuild the history in a secret code.It is written in black stonesSearched by unholy hands.Through the space and darkness in a shipFloating over sea.Hour and hour with the lonely shame They are carrying the same cross.It's that wish a fragile thought of lifeOr it's just another nail?In the rotting wood of darkened cross,Leaving just a dying god.And the mortals shall fall What are you expect to see?It's that code last sunshine, Over a filthy shadow Of the knowledge of men?While the seasons changeThe blackbirds paint the skyIt's that a new rebellion?Growing from blackened seedsOf intolerance.