Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Engender's Palette, artist - pandemonium. Album song The Autumn Enigma, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 18.10.2006
Record label: Grand Master
Song language: English
Engender's Palette |
(As the last last beams of light fade away from the horizon |
Leaving us with nothing but dark and |
Indistinct figurines from the lantern |
Dancing and swirling among us |
Their lifelike shapes, grasping for our sanity |
As dim palms fondling our minds |
We sit silent in dread, as a soughing wave of voices |
Shed the names of the fallen in the final battle of…) |
Oh, the tale of a graven misery |
The tale which forever will haunt us |
But in a story told, a truth will unfold |
A plague upon the world is foretold |
As our light burns out |
The terrifying shapes take form |
Come to life, to liquidate us all |
We try to flee the scene, escape by any means |
Tumult breaks out, we’re trapped, we’re stuck |
We find ourselves chained to a wall |
Our lives are at stake, the chains will not break |
Though the power of a sane mind, focusing |
Should be enough to make this horror disappear |
The images are still in our heads |
Bloodshed, terror, frightening horror |
Howling beasts and tragic sorrow |
A key, masked as a tale |
Once told it brings the end one step closer |
Relapse of what we have seen |
Evil so pure and so clean |
Damnation awaits the one |
Who shall back down and not turn the key |
A stinging beam of light flashes before our eyes |
We tumble hard to the ground |
The visions still ablaze though still undefined |
We run across the fields but something’s holding us back |
A creature of the past will stir up these serene lands |
This abomination’s reign of chaos will |
Once be restored again |
Time is slipping away from our hands |
As evil prevails there’s nothing more |
There’s nothing left to save |
Nothing left to save! |
Oh, cruel fate has come |
Agonizing pain, suffering, will end us all |
Mankind’s fall |
But the tale, fallen into oblivion |
Has a passage to undo these creatures |
Reading it converse, would lift this curse |
Sight to the blind, speech to the mute, the book must be found |
The search to prevent an apocalypse has begun |
Our bravest were sent to the origin from which |
The sacred words were first spoken |
Retrieving these would restore harmony and order to our lands |
But the things they saw on their path were without a doubt |
The most vile and atrocious things any man has ever seen before |
The longer from home they came |
The more irascible became their surroundings |
Til the search came to its final end… |
The fields of death were left behind |
Those still alive retrieved |
What they were there to find |
The end of our search has just begun |
The sweetest voice of benevolence |
Was heard clearer by every read word |
The deformed landscapes were slowly |
Rebuilt by the succors |
These creature’s vain reign, trespassing our domain |
One by one, atropys as daylight comes |
Lurking, distorting, we are now free from this misery |
The powers engraved tore us apart |
Turning man on each other |
A battle we can not win, a battle we can not lose |
The enchanting words of pagan songs blessing this tale |
A torrent of life, shoals of souls |
Restoring our world for the future |
The destruction we have seen, we wean from filth to clean |
As buried alive we struggle for our minds to grow sane |