[The story of legacy]



Bones broke the silence, lay their story, 

and I stood voiceless in my petrify, 

seized by beauty and dread, 

dragged into by delight of unknown, 

I danced with them and sing, 

Am I death or alive?



We arise then

Into the infinite battles

Legacy of ancestors

Were sacred to us



No one could resist

No one attempts it

We broke down the rules

And we want to be immortal



The dead come then

Rules of ancestors stop to hold good

Everything flood a blood

Everything flood dread



Only we have left - talking bones

Only we have left - talking bones

Pass on our message - talking bones

Pass on our message - talking bones !



The silence scattered at the moment, misty shadows stroll about, 

cold and gloom circumfusion me, I tilt to bonfire who suddenly out blaze, 

stretch out arms to blaze, 

fiery tongue cross and story of old Messengers and dark gods revived in my bosom....