Cradle of Hell

Freedom, a shadow of former hopes in the forgotten distance,
Erase my memory with the spicy flesh of the twilight...
Love stings obstacles with a tungsten sword,
With a wild spark, I rush into the Vaala * abyss arch.

Suffering winds moan in the meadows. Crying Timeless amethyst petal glitters.
 The winter of my soul
does not see the edge,
Your voice is a ghost,
the haze of a lullaby night.
[Chorus]
The mute shadow
is the only virtue...
The sick gaze
 in the impermanence
is empty.
Chained up,
Like a prisoner shrouded
in purple to black tin of metal
of the shell like a shield
I'm kissed by darkness.

The warrior of dreams,
lost in the fog of battle...
in armor cast by pain,
 forged by rain.
And with every drop of fierce blood
I shed,
It's like I'm filling the eternity
between us.
[Chorus]
When the war is tired for a moment,
 flooded
With a bloody vault on both sides
of the shield, it will calm down –
The melody of the face behind
the whisper of prayer
It will release
the pain by the sunset
 of the Sun's chariot
[Whisper]
The tenderest angel of the Creator himself is in sorrow
He will shower the frozen heart
 with warm ashes ...
I will tame The lights of Irkalla *  to keep you warm,
While I'm rushing
 through a new circle
 into the arms
 of hell