And so here we stand, at the edge of the apocalypse. The dawn of a new era guides my wandering soul.
Damnation drums trembling, the day of your wreckoning. Blooddrunk metamorphosis. The damned of the moor.
Rays of light shine into obsession.
Drop the key holding the tyrant's oppression.
Forging the forgotten. A canvas whirled in black pollution. Ashes flow through a ruptured sky.
Pray for a life. Share a glass of rancid wine. Tilt the key where the statue lies.
Perished seas hold a new addition, for the old will rise.
Earth A.D
Grievous picking at the wound of torture. Seek the one carrying the ancient scythe. Hope and whisper the song has just begun, here on earth, we have won.