Dome of the Warders

From now on we are strangers
In a foreign land
In a mournful world
I'm an outlander searching for all
Trying to light my view
Through this mist...

How can you imagine rebirth
When all of our sins are the laws
As we slit the throaths of ourselves
And the blood's staining the fields
When new life will grow in sorrow
The cycle repeats and will repeat forever
Since the time begin
In silence, permission, systematic torture
Hiding from the pleasure's horrors
Dome of the warders

We grow pain from our loss
Warm breath still lead to death

Could you decide to take this life
That you can't even understand
For rules through centuries
We breed fire hand in hand