Welcome To Sortiarius, Planet of the Sorcerers (feat. Silent Generation)

Death – is the only word that comes to my head
In attempt to describe this place
A black desert with broken reality
And time erased
There is so much to reveal and learn from here
I see the light, but it's unclear
I feel the warp is overtaking me
It whispers evil in my ears
Chaos!
I always knew there is more to feel
Take us!
It's not our choice, but our will
Chaos!
Chaos!
Eternal night
In a broad daylight
Is this what has been promised to us?
We abandoned the light
And for all those dark gifts
You gave up the souls of your very own sons?
Let the shimmering sands
Resonate in your ears forever
As the painful reminder
Of alma mater we will never see
Forget the Prospero
And welcome to the Sortiarius
Forget the Prospero
This is our home now
Forget the Prospero
And welcome to the Planet of the Sorcerers
Forget the Prospero
Our past is gone now
Now behold the raining blood
These drops will represent us
In the vicious crusade that
Will make them suffer
So now we have a whole eternity
For all of us to find the truth
Time on this planet is just a formality
That I understood
Watch me explore this great arcanum
Assuming control of this grotesque beast
Forget everything
You know about the nature's laws
And follow the ways
Of our new Gods

This horrific place
Will never become our new home

For we deserve better
Let the shimmering sands
Resonate in your ears forever
As the painful reminder
Of alma mater we will never see
Forget the Prospero
And welcome to the Sortiarius
Forget the Prospero
This is our home now
Forget the Prospero
And welcome to the Planet of the Sorcerers
Forget the Prospero
Our past is gone now
Wait,
It's not too late, please take a look back
And remember the Tizca's sacred flames
Scent of the wind and the raven's last call
I beg you, try to recreate these memories in your head
Love of the sun, kiss of its warmth
A calm in study of the mysterious runes
Dreams of light, goodness and greatness
Of will to live and to take pride
Of glorious days, of kings and heroes
Of eternal peace without fear and mourn
Not the slavery, death and rot
Please, don't!
The dead should not fight for the living
The damned have no reasons to care
I beg you, let us go
Just leave, and let us die

Let the shimmering sands
Resonate in your ears forever
As the painful reminder
Of alma mater we will never see
Forget the Prospero
And welcome to the Sortiarius
Forget the Prospero
This is our home now
Forget the Prospero
And welcome to the Planet of the Sorcerers
Forget the Prospero
Our past is gone