Текст: Arcane Sun. Towards Elysium. Sundreched (Beneath The Skies We Sought).
A season died,
no tears were shed,
my eyes turned gold,
there was fire in the sky.
We were sundrenched.
My world turned green
and breathed as a new-born,
my eyes turned gold
there was fire in the sky.
We were sundreched.
Towards Elysium
Sun Arcane