Born from the ancient void Spiritual Dementia Called by congregation Blinded by faith.
Reverence and destruction Strife and mass production Bred for mass consumption The perfect race…
We are the ones to whom you have pledged yourselves Devotion to satiate an Eldritch Hunger! Prophecies foretell of the poison in the wishing well We manifest to rend the future asunder… (Born into flesh at last – The feast is at hand!)
Oh…and still they come Seeking answers to their fate At the mercy of the Circle… Hopeless…and still they come Laying down their lives Willing to fight for nothing!
Incursion… this world shall tremble and fall Just as all of the others before… I speak for the myriad maws and the flesh of the gods.
Behold! Oblivion unfolds The howling throat of the vortex Brings the end to this ignorant age This is your fate.
[Written by: Morte McAdaver / Chris Adamcek] [Vocals: Casey Jones / Lilith Astaroth] [Additional Vocals: Chris Adamcek]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
