Gipfelsturmer - Artas

Unable to see the cruelty of man

Carrying the sins of his father’s deeds

Born weak but blessed with inner fire

Taught how to dream learned to hope

Designed to be saviour

Starring in innocent eyes

So clear and quire

Reflecting the circles

Of a thousand lies

Baptizing everything

Burning through anything

Unable to see

Beyond destruction

Breaking under the weight

Of his father’s sins

Born strong an cursed with inner fire

Taught how to kill learned to reign

Designed to be a king

Dishonoring thy father’s sins

Spitting on their graves

My memories rebuild savaged lands

Give birth to new shores

My last supper is near

Guilty eyes muddy and vagrant

Starring at me

Cutting through the circles of a thousand lives

Erasing everything

Burning down everyone

Innocent eyes tainted by guilt

Judged as traitor

For speaking lies

Unchained and misjudged

For dreaming free

Time is running out

Last supper served

The hangman waits in devil’s shape

Now it’s time to trade

My blood and flesh

This is my pact

For a better world