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Oh dear, How poor I'm lonely You'll go to Hade's House Abandoning me to a bitter pain Our son was born to wretched parents What now will he do? Without your wisdom? His life will always be a sorrow Lords open gates to your place, Changing our life in a red, burning curtain of Hell. The time I weep, untill you sleep, is waiting for eternal death. Revenge knew the Greek's failing His mortal, weak part Perfection a lengendary man God's hand that guided Paris arrow And wounded his heel, fatally struck him. A precious blood is often hidden. Lords open gates to your place, Changing our life in a red, burning curtain of Hell. The time I weep, untill you sleep, is waiting for eternal death. Sky is falling A handfull of your hate Silence is broken in this sunk land Achilles eum transfigit,armis spoliat ,insultandum foedandumque proebet suis. SongtexteHectoris sui interitum plorat omnis civitas ,lamentantur ex muro parentes. Lords open gates to your place, Changing our life in a red, burning curtain of Hell. The time I weep, untill you sleep, is waiting for eternal death. (Grazie a Nicholas per questo testo) Aus Songtexte Mania