Paroles de Eternal Ritual In Dréle

Let the ancestors gather here Invocation with a divine totem In the eternity of the night and its density In the eternity of the free people of Dréle The weak mourn, the strong become stronger Empires take down and take possession from others The glass eye guarding the statue The stone that started it all I'll take a trip until Until you discover the stars for the second and last time They don't enlighten me anymore The drums rumble to the sound of heartbreaking cries The image of a sobbing angel is distinguished in the dark God has died