Chasm Dweller Hold your idol Split your tongue Held beneath For ages Unable to speak A voiceless banished creation Who's voice once pierced the air Now pulling threads to unravel a vice gripping cloak
In time the surface must meet his gaze
Laying with, visions of descent. Memories of the forest eclipse. The window to time and space Frosts over my eyes
Deprived of air, history dismantled. The Crimson Moon beams with heat across the plains. Arise from the ashen kingdom beneath thine frozen land. Created by the greedy silky hands of humankind
Garner everlasting composure, for my children have abandoned me through indoctrination my patience grows thinner than the blood spilled across your forests
Laying with, visions of descent. Memories of the forest eclipse.
Garner everlasting composure, for my children have abandoned me through indoctrination
As my blood evaporates into your skies, I gaze upon it's trip, praying for your acknowledgmentTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
