Lletres: Hangar. Absinth.
The prophecy has just begun
And the time is vanishing
The time of the blue of the sky rips
It's coming to make the way
To the star of the death
Absinth star of the death
Absinth star of the death
And the nature keeps following
Forced by the evil that exists
And the time is vanishing
The time of the blue of the sky rips
It's coming to make the way
To the star of the death
Absinth star of the death
Absinth star of the death
And the nature keeps following
Forced by the evil that exists
Hangar