You own their hearts

Through days
Through years
Taste of doom 
Spoils our faith [bad word] of the liars
Still trying
To scare us 
With our little shades

It`s time to wake
The giants
Of our hearts
Let him rise over this cell of the chaos
And maybe then we'll see the city of the sun

But we're believing
That there is no strength
In our arms
And we still need to hide
Under shields of selfish kings

It`s time to wake
The giants
Of our heart
Let him rise over this cell of the chaos
And maybe then we'll see the sun x2

Poison of doom has rotted our souls
And broke the core of every man [bad word] out of woodwork
To start the last eternal eclipse

Now.