Paroles de The Torch

Cutting through the darkness With a beacon of light Brilliant is the torch, the end of our strife Illuminator of the blackened Causing shadows to die Everlasting candescence will light up the sky Test of the will, the future looks bright Raising the torch becoming Devine Ending of an empire They begin to decay Releasing the grip, the dawn of the day Thousand years of torment, rob the kings of their breath The wage of the sins they commit is their death Test of the will, the future looks bright Raising the torch becoming Devine We see the light shine again Bask in the rays of the Sun