Terrified eyes watching the desolate present
Terrified eyes the light is also forgotten
The view of wrath, the shadow of the ancient ones
I am waiting for them,
they will arise devouring the cosmic blasphemy
of this modern lie, vengeancefully!
The land is bloodred - cradle of cemeteries
Few condemned survivors watch the scene
from bad hidden places
Cold hand awaits them - it's only a matter of time
Few condemned survivors watch the scene
from bad hidden places
Distant memories of a mourned past
When human diplomacy stopped the bestial instinct
Existence fearless memory for us
Sleep behind the veil of death
time has come to pull the shadow plug
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Terrified eyes watching the desolate present
Terrified eyes the light is also forgotten
The view of wrath, the shadow of the ancient ones
I am waiting for them,
they will arise devouring the cosmic blasphemy
of this modern lie, vengeancefully!
The land is bloodred - cradle of cemeteries
Few condemned survivors watch the scene
from bad hidden places
Cold hand awaits them - it's only a matter of time
Few condemned survivors watch the scene
from bad hidden places
Distant memories of a mourned past
When human diplomacy stopped the bestial instinct
Existence fearless memory for us
Sleep behind the veil of death
time has come to pull the shadow plug
Terrified eyes the light is also forgotten
The view of wrath, the shadow of the ancient ones
I am waiting for them,
they will arise devouring the cosmic blasphemy
of this modern lie, vengeancefully!
The land is bloodred - cradle of cemeteries
Few condemned survivors watch the scene
from bad hidden places
Cold hand awaits them - it's only a matter of time
Few condemned survivors watch the scene
from bad hidden places
Distant memories of a mourned past
When human diplomacy stopped the bestial instinct
Existence fearless memory for us
Sleep behind the veil of death
time has come to pull the shadow plug