Belakor - Sun's Delusion - GTP табы

Descending through thickened mist
 An old man reached inside and tore out my slumber
 Ivory twists an open claw
 Set upon the skulls of man

 Formative years aside
 Truth blanched in sun''s delusion
 But providence affirmed
 Destroyed my aberration
 Mortal seeds in divine
 Gave grief into life''s form

 And so curved the spine
 Obeisance made before him
 Blessed in life but truly cursed by death
 Bitter choice befalls you
 Glory, lord of men, asks but pain

 Master''s stone was weaved
 Compelled before the throne
 Then war came, a semblance of her
 Lands unite and he prospers

 Grand signs assail me
 Temptation yields assent
 As irons carve the sand
 A ruse brings fate upon him
 Anguished price for laurels
 Veins burnt by hatred,
 In premonitions menis consumed me

 Unsanctified, I cared nothing for their ways
 Yet a father''s plea dragged mercy from me

 Now, demi-god, echo in eternity
 A toxic toll pierces the flaw
 On reflection, there was never any choice