Trapped in the procession of time Hatred stirs memories of the flesh Uncovering a solace only found In the loss of my humanity
Songs of shapes descend into formless voids To serenade the fragile dance between the will and obsession Sanity will fade as an imagined ghost Allowing the dead to appear in signs
Death impending! In Raptures of Blades!
Honor me with pain Carve the symbols of hell's subjugation To acheive the reign over spiritual territory Rebellion over the mortal sphere!
Death impending! In Raptures of Blades!
As crows swarm around my dead presence I will reemerge in mournful peripheralsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
