Drawn by force, cut like a beast. Disagree with me, genesis of your grief. Now a monster with time on my hands, Crushing the weak and destroying their lands.
Smite you into the dust, In justice for those you have wronged. Bury you in unmarked graves. Torment you till end of days.
A tip of the scales, a slight of the hand. A constant unchanged, a blight on the land. The hidden third eye, the watcher unseen. The terror disguised, the stalker of dreams.
Beyond your hands your time is now, I do avow to strike you down. Escape is not within your means, Now your demise will set me free.
As I rise from the depths, Surpassing my greatest apex. Ascending unto my throne, Built of my conquered foe's bone. Surveying my newfound dominion, Transcending unworthy opinions. Unleashing my fullest of wrath, Devastating all those in my path.
And the legends of their valour, Lies, filth, and hypocrisy. Atop their gilded towers, Built upon ignominy. Predicting the future of all, Unveiling a bleak final call. Grasping for one final breath, Instead find the embrace of death.
No awaiting a new dawn's sun rays, I will be your end of days. Brought on by your useless persistence, This monster your end of existence.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
