S/Sarpanitum/Glorification Upon The Powdered Bones Of The Sundered Dead
Dragged through oceans of flayed brethren Seething my anger, failed by weakness I rest this frail battle-worn frame Cascades of the slain thy cradle
Visions of benevolent vistas Of home, dear ones, and vitality I rejoice in rapturous splendor Only to find unearthly horror
Humbled by monolithic death-mounds Put to torch, ablaze with the hatred of men
Such is the end of the desert cast Dusts of man befall the sands Now lost amongst the grains
The many faces of those we have taken Taunt and lead us this day Into the rapacious maw of the dunesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
