Author Of Arts - Deals Death

Open the gate

And step into the unknown realm

Inch by inch

Sense the sane

Resuscitate hibernate states of mind

Piece by piece

Born of slaves

No need to kneel anymore

Reborn slaves

The future calls

Fields of dust

One empire falls another one dawns

Born again

In the aftermath

In the piles of debris we rise

Inch by inch

When ashes don’t rain

Become an author or arts

It will start from the ground unbound

Put it to rest though in our hearts

We professed an eternal, magical youth

Author or arts

It will start from the ground unbound

Put it to rest though in our hearts

We professed an eternal, magical youth

Open the gate

And embrace the unknown as yourself

Inch by inch

Eah

Sense the sane

Resuscitate hibernated states of mind

Piece by piece

Born of slaves

No need to kneel anymore

Reborn slaves

The future calls

Fields of dust

The counterfeit majesty has fallen

Born again

The spurious throne revealed

Inch by inch

When ashes don’t rain

Become an author or arts

It will start from the ground unbound

Put it to rest though in our hearts

We professed an eternal, magical youth

Author or arts

It will start from the ground unbound

Put it to rest though in our hearts

We professed an eternal, magical youth

Born of slaves

No need to kneel anymore

Reborn slaves

The future calls