Gnawing madness, paranoia Colours their eyes Serpents waiting patiently for one to cry out
This earth is blanketed in smoke The flames are fanning and they still don’t know The liars slither in their cloaks To drag the world down into it’s death throes
The sun shines low The verdict: “throw a wrench into this endless crying shame” Save yourselves disgrace Will ages show Though cause was known They couldn’t bring themselves to let go, let go
How will we turn to stone? Fate's all but sewn In this humid rise, how do we find true north? Death cult of fools, turn from the void, It’s only pain Roiling skies, humid rise, through the heat, pale blue it dies
Murderous, Don’t let it in, don't let them in, don't let this in now
prayers for a burning land, wasted and tainted men atop their charcoal thrones death well-acquainted
See them now
The sun shines low The verdict: “throw a wrench into this endless crying shame” Save yourselves disgrace
Will ages show Though cause was known They couldn’t bring themselves to let go, let go
In this time and space, Flown on the wind, The tides of woe, The air is thin
In bitterness, They will light a flame, immolate
In this time and space, Flown on the wind, The tides of woe, The air is thin
In bitterness, They will light, immolateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
