The blade is I Herder of division One hand to feed despair One to seed perdition Choke on the ashes of creation Scattered in the winds A desert without mirages The war that knows no end Among the scorpions of famine And the pillars of death Engulfed in darkness Fear incarnates This earth is mold as it is tomb All shall perish All be consumed This earth is mold Cascading terrors Desolated shrine of man The Rise and fall Transcends infinite As it isTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
