SUN EATER - MOIRA (Nona, Decima, Morta) – OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO

SUN EATER - MOIRA (Nona, Decima, Morta)

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Moirai (Nona, Decima, Morta) -   / leenleftover  

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Produced, Filmed, Edited By - Vestra Visuals (https://www.vestra-visuals.de)
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CREDITS
Music and Lyrics by Sun Eater;
Produced by Manuel Renner, Überlärm Studios (https://www.ueberlaerm.com)

► “MOIRA (Nona, Decima, Morta)” Lyrics:
Nona, Decima, Morta
Nona, Decima, Morta
Face the spinner the allotter
The unturnable one when the last grain is gone
They form a horrible choir while they sing unison
Bleed from ears music of sirens

Ineffable their nature
The daughters of the fate
Are guiding my way to the goddess of the night
Sisters of law, justice and peace
Yet deciding my course rulers of time
Cosmic forces thread of life
Spin my thread of life

And thus it was written
No escape as the planets align
In their sight I am nothing
Facing all-devouring darkness

Prophesied and set in stone
Determined, irresistible
The past the present, the future
Nona, Decima, Morta
Nona, Decima, Morta

I am facing the second, the drawer of lots
Men bitter trembling in fear of the gods
As she strides through the rows with a serious eye
Measure my thread of life
Measure my thread of life

And thus it was written
No escape as the planets align
In their sight I am nothing
Facing all-devouring darkness

Prophesied and set in stone
Determined, irresistible
The past, the present, the future
Nona, Decima, Morta
Nona, Decima, Morta

Death, she sharpens her blades
I hear them scratching on old ruin stairs
She´ll decide how everything ends
Death inescapable
This is how everything ends

In their sights I am nothing
Their statues residing in temples
In their sights I am nothing
Among the altars of Olympia
In their sights I am nothing
They´re the past, the present, the future
Put the blade to my thread of life