Текст песни: Gates of Iron + перевод

In the night of the sixth day

Behind those gates of iron

Under the sign of the silver ray

Children are playing among the graves

Blond and delicate children

Pale and angelical faces

Running among the shades of the trees

Following the zephyrus wind

All of them are playing the same game

Till the iron bells starts tolling

Blond and delicate children

Pale and angelical faces

Bats flying under the moonlight

The vestal standing up in an imaginary circle

The wind blows on her crown of flowers

A trip on the psychic spectrum

This is the ritual of the igneous angels crying

Those ones who begin to dance during the nights

Going within your more intimate and secret dreams

Stabat mater

Stabat mater

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