Preserved in Time
Listen again to the melody of Death itself
With a minor chord, it dwells
Like a message from gods
Or the demons of your own hell
A solemn statement made so long, so long ago
We were told it won′t last
But days passing by
And the time doesn’t move, no more
This will freeze the days
Flowers of evil whispering
Those harmful words
That the wind takes with him
And they just disappear
Leaving here what it was before
This will freeze the days
Iced. Will stay: Preserved