Mocked by constellations of war Dying stars litter the open fields Lamenting the great titanomachy of old Wailing signs of the apocalypse to come
The boiling seas fill the air with sulfur The land decries its captors Gurgling, cackling, vomiting forth its stillborn Bottomless titanic entrails
The boiling seas fill the air with sulfur No quarter for all that breathe Bottomless titanic entrails
Round up the blind seers From the leper colonies Force them to scour through hemorrhaging cysts and divinate Scrying, ancient, haunting, omens Divinate!
Howling defeat! We stand upon the crippled hands of Atlas In great trembling we foresee a descending void Released by disfigured wrists
Consumed by cosmic tribulation Who shall endure? The return of primal savagery As a fist that smashes the blood moon Through the face of idols Deep into the bowels of lowly gods
The boiling seas Fill the air with sulfur The land decries its captors Gurgling, cackling, vomiting forth its stillborn Bottomless titanic entrails A dire divination!
Subdued by torrential meteoric chaos!
The boiling seas fill the air with sulfur The land decries its captors Gurgling, cackling, vomiting forth its stillborn Bottomless titanic entrailsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
