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• Artiste: Signs of the Swarm
• Titre: Iron Sacrament
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Soaring My sacrament blessing me With your holy but wretched stench Grant me my salvation I shall not know Of the seed that I've sown Death visualizes This crimson oxidizes Spilling a godless death Chilling of rotten breath Spilling a godless death The end is met The end is met Clavicles iron Soar above the sacrament's fire The funeral pyre Burning the bodies, enlighten the choir Bile spews from the mortal shell, but cannot tell Suffering spawns my path to reclamation Resplendent Death crystalizes, agony harmonizes Repentant Death visualizes, this crimson oxidizes Spilling a godless death Chilling of rotten breath Spilling a godless death The end is met Manifesting my design once again The seed of filth will sprout a way to finally cast me out Cast me out A way to finally cast me out The end is met Dissolution dwells within my own delusion Vertically bound, murmurs will drown, ruby red painting the ground Bile spews from the mortal shell, but cannot tell Suffering spawns my path to reclamation Resplendent Death crystalizes, agony harmonizes Repentant Death visualizes, this crimson oxidizes Spilling a godless death Chilling of rotten breath Spilling a godless death The end is met Vision-seeking, eyeless Wisdom bleeding, godless Pierce the flesh exposed Hymn of death composed The river's run dry And there's nothing left for you to know Bleeding you out, marking the ground with your wretched stench Nowhere left to go Nothing here will grow, reaping what was sown Hollow damnation roots in me