Dawn of Cerberus - Hour of Penance

A voice from above

Before dark waters we stand

Beneath leaden sky

We walk

The day that lied just in our dreams

Takes its form, as we slowly fall

Ethereal dawn

Cerberus!

Three tongues of condemnation, disenchantment

Lost in a one-way maze

Searching for you

We face the phantom God

That mesmerized our dreams

He who showed the hell before

And broke the spell with fear

With disenchantment made by death

Becoming dust

We leave behind our cries of mercy

We’re now possessed, we’re free

Dust is what we’ve been

Dust is what he breathes

Dust is what we’ve been

Dust is what he breathes