Song | White Aura Buried in Ashes |
Artist | Horna |
Album | Kohti Yhdeksän Nousua |
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Burn, aura blessed in white kingdom whereby angels flied. | |
From thy fall we drink, a light buried now in ashes, benighted. | |
Be them farewelled with an strike of axe for in them lurks the christian hoax from times bygone, (still we had) forgotten how lacks their morals which now brokes. | |
Burn, home made for him whom no longer dwell therein where angels flied, where angels rejoiced. | |
There where the light was raped... | |
By darkness. |