The distortion, ceremonial Apathy shaped like a cage The poisonous cauldron Emptied with feverish rage
As transparency tears Through the dead, pungent air Like storms from the dying past Frozen circles of timeless despair
In a blur of black wings They storm out of the past Infested with the promise of death Infested with eternal death
The procession never ending The fatalistic void In oblivion cloaked Men forever shaped out of clay
In blind hallucination Their irreversible truth Rituals hedonistic Resignation designed from above
In a blur of black wings They storm out of the past Infested with eternal death
In a blur of black wings They storm out of the past Infested with the promise of death Infested with eternal death
Perfection dressed in crippled dreams Dead rhythms, sharpened to the obscene
On fevered wings Awakened from our nameless sleep On fevered wings Eternal death, to the lords of the keep
In a blur of black wings They storm out of the past Infested with eternal death
In a blur of black wings They storm out of the past Infested with the promise of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
