Текст: Saviour Machine. Legend III. Twelve Hundred Sixty Days.

The dragon enraged; time is engaged

The woman in place; time is erased

Until a time, and times, and the dividing of time...



The stones cry out of the wall.

Separation, desolation, tribulation, revelation...




The final walk with death
The covenant has wept

The violent heart of destiny


Rest in peace, rest in peace...


The deafening silence is sealed in the grave

Twelve-hundred-sixty days...

The suffering children's transgression remains


Twelve-hundred-sixty days...
The treacherous waters have vomited rage


Twelve-hundred-sixty days...

The woman anointed; She flies to her place Twelve-hundred-sixty days...



Into the wilderness; into it's face


Fly from the desolate; fallen from grace...


Weather the storm; clothed with the sun
Weather the storm; the flood still comes...




The flood still comes...