Arkitecht (The)

Children of the Gods
Children of the gods, the gifted ones,Born of sun and moon as keepers of truth. Failure, defeated balance!Wars are fought to keep our holiness,Evil decadence, the price of our loot.Symphony of agony ever we compose,Gluttony, our disease, swells through the world,Larcency, conspiracy, we can do it all!Our empire will collapse.Balance is broken,Killed the treasure meant for thou to guard!Seeking our nature,Errand children must strive to reconcileLong we've waited for the fated end,Still, survival is a primitive desire,A dream of mineBut it is just too late.Ignorant of the pastWe are bound to harm again,To conquer whatever's left.Innocence is transgression,No one can claim they don't partake;SongtexteThe utter truth is within.Forests on fire, oceans are higher, still we inquireWho is to blame?If there's more than I seeAll my faith lies in you.if there's no future, be done,There is no time, not for us, no time left!If ever I release my wrath,Thou shalt depart in fright!Thou hast shaped an awful sceneWithin my sacre womb!Children of the gods, the gifted ones,Born of sun and moon as keepers of truth.It'd be hard to break the chains,It'd take courage to abandon dismay.Balance is brokenKilled the treasure meant for thou to guard!Seeking redemption,Errand children must strive to reconcileBeauty forsaken,There's still time for men to come about.Children of Nature,Time has come to mend thy soul! Aus Songtexte Mania