Muse Lyrics

Wake up my muse, my divine assistant,
rewrite my memory and tailor my immortal mind.
Slay the given empire and open your journey through the coward's vault.
I will replay with grieved soul and eyes that shine brighter than stars.

Your gentle voice that endures the praised fortune
will circle and return to the cruel and faithful herd.
Impetuous flood shall now shift the bed of mountains
and even the flowers shall benefit from whitened promise.

Oh my eyes, my flooded combat vaunts,
they could even escape the combat woes.
But I will never slice and sacrifice the promise
I gave to the succored and compassionated souls.

Despite my heart through deep entrance of justice
with combined sublimated colors of confronted extinction,
oh, thou unfaithful and glorified damned master,
should I be blind and so cowardly sore?