I will bring her ashes to the brimstone, to rest, to waste no more To grow the seed of a fruitful world
And I’ve cleansed all traces of human failure The hunted, once hunters, hungry for armageddon
With claws, I spawned from sacred embers And now on tattered wings I soar above the smouldering bodies
No human life will go unpunished For every debt must be fulfilled In nauseous suffering A song of footsteps and cracking bones
I’ve tasted flesh with no sign of mercy The fires I’ve bestowed in my savage glory
The scent of wretched death in mourning
The fickle scourge of silence Damnation, they promised to our ear and break it to our hope
You are now, the ashes beneath my feet Buried in my dream that I cannot escapeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.