Chaos is born at the feet of a witch turned to goddess. Endeavour to create a flame that will start a new age of fire. Miserable failure inducing the creation of awful demons. Her children were swallowed by hellfire. Twisted and hollowed by eternity. Her sanity crushed by her failures, she sheds her skin on the throne. And becomes a new kind of beast, chaos finds solace deep within her bones. She destroyed herself, her children incinerated. The destruction of a once great bed of life cemented the inevitable degradation of a being once considered God. Chaos is born at the feet of a witch turned to goddess. Seven sisters, swallowed by flame. Tortured constantly, eternity in pain. A brother now turned to beast, so ceaselessly existing. Guarding the corpse of a mother long gone. The pain the flames have caused is never ending. Her own children, they lay abandoned. Rotting and mutating inside her memory. Scorched and burned. A once beautiful city of grandeur. A goddess of fire, broken by her own power. A soul of lord's, driven to insanity. The destruction of a once great bed of life. A soul of lord's, driven to insanity. Cemented the inevitable degradation. She destroyed herself, her children incinerated. The destruction of a once great bed of life. Cemented the inevitable degradation of a being once considered God. Sisters of the flame. Laid to waste by chaos. Souls lost in the pointless pursuit of light. Their fate remains unchanged. Anguish on their faces. They rot in a never ending cesspit of blight. Chaos is born at the feet of a witch turned to goddess. Endeavour to create a flame that will start a new age of fire. Bed of chaos, birth of demons. Chaos breeds. On your souls they feed.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
