Le Souffle d'Aquilon
Gathering of threatening clouds, faces in a nocturnal sky they show us death.
Amphitrions of the fear… The fog falls on us, blood in our veins is hardened of cold.
The demons seize our bodies, they rot of interior.
Stink of the night, a violent wind brings more pain and its air goes right through our minds.
Aquilon, the coldness of the far north, changes the face of the world and pushes back the limits of paradise.
All stars in sky changed themselves into white faces with dark orbits. Our souls will have to wander eternally in the wind.
Gathering of threatening clouds, faces in a nocturnal sky they show us death.
Amphitrions of the fear… The fog falls on us, blood in our veins is hardened of cold.
The demons seize our bodies, they rot of interior.
Stink of the night, a violent wind brings more pain and its air goes right through our minds.
Aquilon, the coldness of the far north, changes the face of the world and pushes back the limits of paradise.
All stars in sky changed themselves into white faces with dark orbits. Our souls will have to wander eternally in the wind.
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