Everything I’ve lived for has caused me pain, while Everyone that’s living is suffering Why would I waste my chance, when Everything is meant to be broken in the end?
Voices call me, begging to breath When the winter wind whips against my wicked skin
Desecrator must be born again Sailing outwards, I must search for Him Legends speak of a forbidden tomb Hidden amongst waves and guarded by Her doom
An orchestra of light and thunder Storms building strength to pull me under
Swirling waters crash and beckon me downwards to Death Ruptured skies bleed down Tearing at my being Nothing will stop me I am His calling
Storms follow me. She knows my intentions: sacrifice I will give my life to Him
I am His calling, born into service He’ll speak through me, I am His puppet I live for my DeathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
