Paroles de Aeon High

Harmonies nor boundless planes spheres as ill as souring blades e-manating bright as glory Those who strode for faith nor merit. Ravaging the night within (the ninth) hemisphere(s) where we leech in swiftly gone as been before saving honor and ideals (ideals/or belief) Vigor schools told every heir (of) fortitude and piety great ideals, pure honor no redemption to achieve Centuries and disbelief will lead this race to hellish grief Will there be a revelation Pleasing and unveiling minds? Aeon High they soar by across the sky Aeon High they come by untill they die