Towering Behemoth on the horizon The antediluvian blood feud boils A wake of mangled multitudes Callously swallowed by the putrid sands Sky drenched in turmoil, portends the cataclysm Another wrong, another wrong, another end Font of desolation deep as the yawning abyss Churning all into one, an inexorable birthright Stars burn low in the absence of dreams The ravenous night bears its teeth A wretched maw slaked with foul ichor Dragging heavy claws over the mantle The sparks ignite a movementTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
