Тексты песен Shining

To walk the fields of faceless To carry the burden of knowlegde To sail the seas of unbearable negativity Must walk these fields... Must carry these burdens... Must sail these seas...

Cruel punishment of self-destruction, a way of letting him in Burning flesh, repenting sins of past A hope of future bliss but my soul is doomed to slavery My wounds can not be counted in numbers - al

Mörkret sveper sitt spöklika täcke över det döende landet Och blott en grådaskig minnesbild av allt det vackra i vår värld består I dessa stunder vaknar något oerhört gammalt i öster Och ur djupen sti