InvictusÂ…
InvictusÂ…

Where the sun does never shine,
Of the witch where secret lies,
Oh, Mighty Virgin of the skiesÂ…

Beyond this place of rotten tearsÂ…
Invictus.
Looms but the horror of the shameÂ…
Invictus.

InvictusÂ…
The fallen bears the sacred name,
Burn inside, in her own flame.
She lifts me softly by the hand.
She whispers me “???”.

Beyond this place of rotten tearsÂ…
Invictus.
Looms but the horror of the shameÂ…
Invictus.
And yet the menace of the yearsÂ…
Invictus.
Finds and shall find me all afraid.

My eyes are closing, I cannot see
The ropes? outstretched in endless sleep.
The land of dreams sets me above,
Above the lights of the morning star.

My eyes are closing, I cannot see
The ropes? outstretched in endless sleep.
The land of dreams sets me above,
Above the lights of the morning starÂ…
Morning star.

Beyond this place of rotten tearsÂ…
Invictus.
Looms but the horror of the shameÂ…
Invictus.
And yet the menace of the yearsÂ…
Invictus.
Finds and shall find me all afraid.

InvictusÂ…
Invictus.