歌词
7 prayers
7 holy sins
7 rites
7 to fulfill his will
The light in the eyes fades and then dies
Yet revealing things
In an uttermost state of clarity
Supplicating to exist
But not to be seen
A thousand halos lead the way
Into a night built of dreams
The redemption of dying fulfilled
The riddle of flesh dissolved
The mortal temper forever lost
Despised and rotting flesh
The befouled
These are the fruits
Spawned by the womb
Of the mother of mothers
For there shall be light again
The purest the radiant of all
In it shall be all and everything
Transcendency
The one of austerity
The splenderous majesty of hope
7 prayers
7 holy sins
7 rites
7 to fulfill his will