Redemption Lost کے بول

Feel decay - Pale as clay And all washed away Blackest days Arcane our way - Gone astray And all washed away - Blackest days Shades of grey - Aeons of dismay - Blackest days Indulgentiam, absolutionem et remissionem Omnium peccatorum uestrorum Tribuat uobis omnipotens... But how could we forgive ourselves? For all we have done Redemption Lost: our lay Through wondrous depths We've walked our way Redemption Lost: our lay No rest for the wretched! No rest for the wicked!