|Genres||Black Metal, Crust Punk|
Album rating : 95 / 100
Votes : 2
Votes : 2
10. Lys (4:33)
Upholder of justice, your world slowly crumbles and turns into dust. a robber of life has taken possession of all that is ours. watch us burn in his purifying flames, condemned to live in the detention of his till the end. fractions of seconds, the machine is about to implode. no use for flawed intentions (you're) on the side of the road before you even know. what's all the pressure? isn't the world that we live in a farce? anguish of choice, bemoan the broken spine of our people. make up a story, cherish the values, in a world you ignore. reign of perfection, the slaves we are. eternal damnation, praising the lord of loss. yours is the scent of the fallen, the descent of choice. human conception, no way to numb the pain. banished and confined, born and bred to reign? the shroud covering your face has taken all that from you. watch me at the edge of my life, becoming a ghost of greed and treason. as the world slowly splinters into oblivion.
Submitted by Eagles (2016-11-29)