Ascension

Serpent on the cross

Ravaged condition,
The blood and tragedy
All God’s creations
All willing on the streets you flood

With countless opposition
Regale as others count the cost
Prevail in deprivation
Deluded righteous will fall
Before uncertainty of loss

Unholy resurgence
On the first chime, it’s the last time
Your lonely soul will rot

Such indecision
A sudden travesty
Defiant natured
Unforgiving are the weeping ones

The lavished inquisition
In vain, another fight was lost
With furious revelation

Behold the righteous will fall
Before the serpent on the cross

Unholy resurgence
On the first chime, it’s the last time
Your lonely soul will rot

Born the first in line
The good die as the bad die
Forged a lasting shrine
The good die, never denied

Such certainty of loss
With the Serpent on the cross
The first chime is the last time
Your holy soul will rot

The first chime as we all die

Tyrants serenade

Coming soon.

Salvation

Coming soon.

Silence like the grave

The thrall invade in the dead of night
The dark machine is what you need to fear

Beyond the veil of the barren skies
Controlling weakness,
As growing bleakness tests you

With silence like the grave, A fury will prevail
Preach to all like a prophet from long-dead tales

The tortured face in a damaged life
A thought serene is what you dream to fear

Of all the lowliest parasites
Devouring freedom, then cowering with no virtue

A silence like the grave
A cruelty will prevail
Preach to all from the top of the world, then fail

The look from weary eyes
The horrors of disease
Leaving all of humanity on its knees

A silence like the grave
A fury will prevail
Preach to all like a prophet from long-dead tales

The look from weary eyes
A longing for relief
Leaving all of humanity on its knees

Lay a wreath upon the world

Coming soon.

Diluvium

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Savage days

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Sirens

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Deceivers

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The precipice

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This stark town

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A life unknown

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