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Eater Of Gods Paroles

At The Gates

Album At War With Reality

Paroles de Eater Of Gods

Hunger - and the world is reduced
Reduced to the surface of her skin
Like a spray of broken glass
His bones began to fill with words

Like a monolith once lost
As our ash crown the barren mountains

As if mercy were a skin of water
We fall into a prior dream
The number of the grains of sand
Exiled from the memory of men

The strategies of war - through a universe of grief
Ad the city of mirrors - wiped out by the wind

Through the impenetrable haze
Through shapeless fog
Scattered through these desolate plains
White shine the bones: Eater of gods

As if mercy were a skin of water
We fall into a prior dream
The number of the grains of sand
Exiled from the memory of men
Eater of gods