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Testo Libera, Pt. 1 (Saturnine Spheres)
Where white doves fall as hammers
And the wilted horses dream of lions
To the crashing shores, hooves through bloodied tears
Rising red rosarium
Blossoming choirs
Beatitudes... Of the endless end
Where white doves fall
White doves fall as hammers
And the wilted horses dream of lions
Of the drapery, moth grey veils
Where the black winds rage
This is our end design
The war on all life
Of our mindless vessels
Death we breathe
Life's demise, mechanized end design
Far beyond our humanity
Our end design
To be erased from all time Through the shadow of the valley of death
We bathe in blood
The saturnine spheres of fluttering wings
Dusted wombs
Upon the ebbing auras they feed
Drawn to life
Burning moths, we've set free
Illuminate the way
Across killing fields, once golden
What have we done?
What have we done?
One last time, upon the threshold
In our hands vultures wheel
As time swings the great pendulum
Dawn of the industrial dirge
Where pilgrims sing our fate
No more chancesÂ…are we too late?
Exiled voices
All of the one tongue
Words of extinction, chorus of truth
Life's demise, mechanized end design
Far beyond our humanity
Our end design
To be erased from all time
Through the shadow of the valley of death
The same blood
And the wilted horses dream of lions
To the crashing shores, hooves through bloodied tears
Rising red rosarium
Blossoming choirs
Beatitudes... Of the endless end
Where white doves fall
White doves fall as hammers
And the wilted horses dream of lions
Of the drapery, moth grey veils
Where the black winds rage
This is our end design
The war on all life
Of our mindless vessels
Death we breathe
Life's demise, mechanized end design
Far beyond our humanity
Our end design
To be erased from all time Through the shadow of the valley of death
We bathe in blood
The saturnine spheres of fluttering wings
Dusted wombs
Upon the ebbing auras they feed
Drawn to life
Burning moths, we've set free
Illuminate the way
Across killing fields, once golden
What have we done?
What have we done?
One last time, upon the threshold
In our hands vultures wheel
As time swings the great pendulum
Dawn of the industrial dirge
Where pilgrims sing our fate
No more chancesÂ…are we too late?
Exiled voices
All of the one tongue
Words of extinction, chorus of truth
Life's demise, mechanized end design
Far beyond our humanity
Our end design
To be erased from all time
Through the shadow of the valley of death
The same blood
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