Grace of the Past

Don't look back, break the spell Can you hear the songs sung from the deep? Long lost, but never gone Do you have the faith for the final leap? Pursue the light with death in hand Don't let its cold embrace fool the blind The gate is closed for those who see And the reaper awaits eagerly One by one Thrown on the pyre Bleed for the gods As I return in pure hellfire I shall return Under Saturn by the open sea When frost welcomes fire I shall return, you'll see The past must burn When the winter starts to bleed And when I return You all will burn with me, yeah The grace of the past Will it soothe a dying soul? Tomorrow's horizon's vast But not for the unborn and the fool Can't you see? The past is not for you and me Can't you see? We're the devil's children and we must be free Don't look back, break the spell Can you hear the songs sung from the deep? Long lost, but never gone Do you have the faith for the final leap? Pursue the light with death in hand Don't let its cold embrace fool the blind The gate is closed for those who see And the reaper awaits eagerly One by one Thrown on the pyre Bleed for the gods As I return in pure hellfire I shall return Under Saturn by the open sea When frost welcomes fire I shall return, you'll see The past must burn When the winter starts to bleed And when I return You all will burn with me