"Ne Cheama Pamîntul"
-Earth Summoning Us-
To you I now descen, oh you, deluded souls
And to purge your sorrow, you forlorn spirits
The curse I shall invoke
The misanthropic curse, with its sordid, purple claws
To carve your forehad, instead of cattlebrand
With iron burnt in fire
In vain will pride be seethed
In veins dried up and scorched
In death-swallowed eyeballs
On foreheads purple-hued
By putrid blood that died
What can I ever chose from your exhausted entity
No fires free from dying, no undeceiving right
Oh, you dead men walking
See, how urns now burst, the ashes resurrect
Alike the past, which murmurs with a battle-cry
Of the roman empire
See the far-off shadows, they dress in steely armour
And raise their noble foreheads that gone grey
Great Traian and great Cesar
The rotten thrones are crumbling
Swept by tempest waters
The rulers' iron scepters, the heavy chain of slaves
Together are now crushed
The gates of the inferno outrageously wide-opened
Engulfing now by thousands
The filthy, depraved breaths
Of tyrants grim who perish
Oh, holy visionary minds, who set the stars to sing...
Who create another world
On this realms of mud and grime
Fools and wise, young and old, sound, soul and light
All is dust, the world's like this, and so we all are
(Chorus:)I am alone and searching like vultures from a crest
Among the hearts of mankind of any life undressed
A carcass to be born
Writer(s): Andrei Cristian Rusu, Martin Wickler
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