When all you see Are barren wastes unmentioned Enshrouded devastation My heart breeds contemplation
The countless lives Left to annihilation Souls of a hellbent nation Reborn into creation
Useless forms of life You all deserved this blight I cleanse, erase, and feed Harvest for the next breed The cycle must go on Birthing my holy spawn
When all is desolate The shadows can hide me No one path will guide me I long for each one to see When all is desolate
No promises are kept Fleeting, ripped of meaning I havnt killed you yet
To hell with others You're my chosen one Come revel in my gift
When all is desolate
Now that they're gone It makes communication Imbuing divination Preparing isolation
To be the last Freed from my termination Left physical location To prolong my summation
Useless forms of life You all deserved this blight I cleanse, erase, and feed Harvest for the next breed The cycle must go on Birthing my holy spawn
You have fulfilled your life I free you from this blight My prophet, come with me Granted transcendency The cycle must go on Your angelic respawnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
