The Route of the Cutting Stones

Nox Invicta

Compositor: Ocram

In times of desorientation, my destiny it's perversion.
All my dreams and illusions finish with my death.
All shadows watch my life.
Waiting an error of my rotten mind.

I choose my way, blessed by the flames.
Blessed by the flames...

Infinity it's obscurity (hope)
Clarity is my short life.
Insignificant it's our live.
Magnificent it's a simple thought.

Long, long, is my way, as a suffocating desert.
I was born to walk on the ways of fire.
The route of the cutting stones, I choose.
My destiny is not the easy way, you lose.
My trail of blood leads to the victory.