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• Artiste: Forsaken, The
• Titre: Incinerate
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As silence falls between day and night With ice swept winds and cold rain they left Shattered blood over the lost battle Carnivore beast, a stench of the living A creation that eats us up from within Fallen down to scratch non-forgiven Render your world as their eyes shrivel Confronted by killing capacity The throne is their desire of emptiness Only the fools walk with tenacity towards the cross Conspiracy, a most to make them fall in trap That trap will lead to lifetime of slavery A divine infinity controls the wildfire spreading throughout So bow...so bow down Lower your head and welcome the created ones Made to devour every last standing Legend speaks of forgiveness of every sin They are filled with satisfaction A definition of genocide through subconsciousness Magi created the weight from the book of damnation They incinerate souls and leave nothing to remain Bound of mindless collapse Join the weak because you've sold your soul Feel the threat of our extinction Try to give compliment - status won't be received The throne is their desire of emptiness Only the fools walk with tenacity towards the cross Conspiracy, a most to make them fall in trap That trap will lead to lifetime of slavery A divine infinity controls the wildfire spreading throughout So bow...so bow down As you slowly die, you can feel as my heart slows down And to a sudden stop. My soul evaporates and leaves flesh and bone Rotting from inside to ashes and a new form takes my place. [Lead: Holm] The throne is their desire of emptiness Only the fools walk with tenacity towards the cross Conspiracy, a most to make them fall in trap That trap will lead to lifetime of slavery A divine infinity controls the wildfire spreading throughout So bow...so bow down Lower your head and welcome the created ones Made to devour every last standing Legend speaks of forgiveness of every sin They are filled with satisfaction A definition of genocide through subconsciousness Wounded and bleeding, a last effort to rise Feel the threat of your extinction A creation that eats us up from within They incinerate souls and leave nothing to remain