Our name is not written in the book, it is lost. Our battle is not fought for the sun, but for the dark. Our shores are not lined with our honor, but our blood.
My ethos is rendered to Abaddon’s ruin, lest I forget. My unconventional ethos is shrouded in self immolation.
Tear tooth and nail at the cracks and seams of promise. Bathe in the blood and feast on the flesh of fidelity. I have died every life that we never lived. Tear tooth and nail at the cracks and seams of promise. Bathe in the blood and feast on the flesh of fidelity. I will miss you, my muse.
Haunt me, ghost of endearment. Hunt me, Relentless suffering. Haunt me, spirit of woe. Hunt me, timeless despondency.
Tear tooth and nail at the cracks and seams of promise. Bathe in the blood and feast on the flesh of fidelity. I have died every life that we never lived. Tear tooth and nail at the cracks and seams of promise. Bathe in the blood and feast on the flesh of fidelity. I will miss you, my muse.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
