Текст песни: Ghosts of Grace + перевод

The allys of hell where we wonder

What’s eternal, now it begins

The fate of the earth, where we were born

No last echo, pull the plug

And the storm left nothing

And the storm left all

And the storm took nothing

And the storm took all

The winds of disease burn your fields

So unhallowed, so unclean

The face of extinction raw and pestilent

White with terror, tainted eyes

And the storm left nothing

And the storm left all

And the storm took nothing

And the storm took all

The ghosts of grace want your bones

Your spirit left for dead

The cause of the mourning, lay in grace

Like nations raped with praise

And the storm left nothing

And the storm left all

And the storm took nothing

And the storm took all

Перевод песни Ghosts of Grace