Testo di Man Proposes, God Disposes

Beneath the pale, firmament Becalmed, upon a frozen shore Within this earthly, Tartarus Their souls, forever lost Endless rains of snow, descend Unending, emptiness The cold, gnaws upon their bones And winter, claims them all A field of stone beneath them Without feature or form A march to false horizons Before the midnight Sun One by one they die Frozen and starving, they succumb Their stories lost to time The passage never found The silence once more returns The shroud of death What use are crowns or gold to Nature's wrath His own imperial designs As man proposes But nature won't be denied As God disposes As they waste and weaken Hunger scours their resolve Nothing left to be consumed Nothing but the flesh of man One by one they die Frozen and starving, they succumb Their stories lost to time The passage never found