Ethereal Light!❄️

/* May our fascination with fantasy never end! */ The conspiracies turned out to be true, The artists revealed themselves as cruel, Abusers at treacherous parties, Modern pagans, with a false appeal. Troubadours and minstrels fall silent, Before the cruel abuse of children, The vile trafficking that shakes us all, Accomplices they are in this barbaric dance. What state is this? That allows all this? What state is this? [CHORUS] Dazzled, I see the guardians flying, Crossing the blue sky on winged horses, In the cold mountains, trumpets resounding, Silver and immortal, echoing enchanted. Glory to the Homeland of Ethereal Light! Glory to Fendéria! [GUITAR SOLO] Returning always with the same refrain, They ask for votes to elect the same pack, That every year only cares about money, Power and schemes, in a plot that dismays. It’s high time you realized: There’s no choice, it’s all a woven illusion. It doesn’t matter who wins, we always lose, The politicians act as if they own it all. What state is this? That allows all this? What state is this? [CHORUS] Dazzled, I see the guardians flying, Crossing the blue sky on winged horses, In the cold mountains, trumpets resounding, Silver and immortal, echoing enchanted. Glory to the Homeland of Ethereal Light! Glory to Fendéria! [CHORUS] Dazzled, I see the guardians flying, Crossing the blue sky on winged horses, In the cold mountains, trumpets resounding, Silver and immortal, echoing enchanted. Glory to the Homeland of Ethereal Light! Glory to Fendéria! Fendéria! Fendéria! Glory to Fendéria! [INSTRUMENTAL] [BREAK] What state is this? That allows all this? What state is this? CHORUS: Dazzled, I see the guardians flying, Crossing the blue sky on winged horses, In the cold mountains, trumpets resounding, Silver and immortal, echoing enchanted. Glory to the Homeland of Ethereal Light! Glory to Fendéria! Fendéria! Fendéria! Glory to Fendéria! [end]