Upon our graveyard throne forged of war and hate We seek to wrest control from the hands of fate A blackened dawn shall rise on our bloodied shores A corrupt kingdom built in sin, forevermore
A world ravaged in pursuit of our foul ideal No gods to save you now Annihilation of the disease of man Only ash remains
Panes of glass carve the atrophied wastes. Withered roots burst, trickling into (a) hemoglobin sea;
What have we become?
Upon our graveyard throne forged of war and hate We seek to wrest control from the hands of fate A blackened dawn shall rise on our bloodied shores A corrupt kingdom built in sin, forevermoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.