Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Terminus Est, artist -Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
Terminus Est |
| The shadow hovers o’er us, old and long |
| Its power fuligin and vast |
| Tradition slithers 'round us |
| Like serpent’s coils it’s bound us |
| Bound us to the shadow of the torturer’s mask |
| An ancient place the one I have and hold |
| An ancient lesson I do learn |
| Our job to slay the people |
| Our place to do the evil |
| «Pity the poor prisoners, may the torturers burn!» |
| We must not sway beneath our heinous work; |
| Compassion is the greatest crime |
| I take one life in kindness |
| They damn me for my blindness |
| And I’ll bear that stigma 'till the end of my time |
| Her memories haunt me when I’m most alone; |
| No longer can I see the right |
| Unwilling penance claws me |
| Conciliation draws me |
| Into my grim future, into Urth’s blackest night |
| The sword of this sad lictor of uncounted deaths can tell |
| Her blade marks the division between living death and Hell |
| So as I journey toward a hated post |
| Despair is in her finest hour |
| Upon God’s path must I tread |
| My fate to make and raise dead |
| Wielding like a sword an old and Urth-saving power |
| If I but knew the use of what I’ve learned |
| Some hope might override my strife |
| Can death be so appalling? |
| Humanity is calling |
| Me to be their Savior at the risk of my life |
| While I must sow the Death from which a new sun must rise |