O/Odoacer/Left Only with Your Grief Amongst Carrion
Tyrants yield their desolation A Goddess of starvation and dark clouds
Such a luminous poison mist Hanging over bogs and graves Your existence a black abyss, a soulless vacuum Why did I suffer you?
An empty shell reflecting narcissism An all too familiar drone The lamentation of the pointless Tyrannical serpentine void
Fear masquerades as pride Weaponised trepidation A vacuous mind attracting the credulous Deception, Salvation
Yet amongst the dying and rotting I know We are here to fucking writhe The rains breach the horizon And the birds are patientTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
