Primitive Doom Lyrics

To rest on the promise of our sheltered surroundings
A molten red cave in the middle of the earth
Painting an abdysmal wall to deflect the depraved
We're weightless but falling in fateful imbalance

To quest for tranquility through a sanitized life
A frictionless void 'round the fringe of the universe
Chanting our clanking groans to device conception
We shiver with life from capacitation provoked

Hear the dissonant horns, a fanfare in the distance
A nerve so brilliant it saturates light
Shining brass exploding in dark howling flashes
Disturbing the dormant as ridden as pure