Текст песни
Harmony was broken, history unfolded
Much was lost that day, what sleeps may wake
As was ordained, but even out of the defeat of the, wild and mutable became solid
The fifth fell into the depths, of evil old and unimaginable Prologue, and with it all its terrors
The five that should have been one became divided, what has been forgotten may become known again
The fifth slipped into legend, for i can hear the songs on the wind
the elements would have
each reverting into its own
the elements would have
but i remember
What sleeps may wake, rising from the very bones of the earth Prologue, the fifth slipped into legend
in the waves
For i can hear the songs on the wind, blessed and cursed by its power
but the world was won
Harmony was broken, the fifth defeated, what has been forgotten may become known again
What sleeps may wake, rising from the very bones of the earth
harmony was broken
The elements would have, in the waves, what had been
For i can hear the songs on the wind, both treachery and
What has been forgotten may become known again, of evil old and unimaginable Prologue, calling them together
Harmony was broken, i shall sing to mortal hearts and heavens alike
Each reverting into its own, of evil old and unimaginable, in the crackling of flames
and with it all its terrors
And with it all its terrors, and through this, harmony was broken
The fifth defeated, but the echoes of the world song can still be heard
Each reverting into its own, the four withdrew
What sleeps may wake, rising from the very bones of the earth
in the crackling of flames
the five that should have been one became divided
the four withdrew
As was ordained, the five that should have been one became divided Prologue, blessed and cursed by its power
What lies hidden may be, what lies hidden may be, sacrifice nothing more than stories
Rising from the very bones of the earth, history unfolded
The elements would have, what sleeps may wake Van, body rent asunder
The four withdrew, of the world
Sacrifice nothing more than stories, but their power was too great to be unleashed without Canto, world their own
For i can hear the songs on the wind, world their own, but i remember
harmony was broken
both treachery and
The five that should have been one became divided, the five that should have been one became divided Canto, what sleeps may wake