Превод: Thyestean празника. The Fall Of Астрея.
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Kneel, before the sunset of epoch Eve of omens gathers me to weep the fall of Astraea Seals, of shaped dogmas famish misery forges stream anthems, lies
Slumber nailed fear Retribution reach me Deceive leashed cross Traitor Church breeds witchery Sorcerers ravage dance Come and kiss his throne Betrayer
Skins of mask are flayed and torn Abrasions and scars hide face forlorn Borrowed sunshine seems profane Sorrow drains frozen emotions Pale feathers
Kneel, Before the sunset of epoch Eve of omens gathers me To weep the fall of Astraea Seals, Of shaped dogmas famish Misery forges stream anthems, Lies