The Madness festers more potent than ever before
Ancestors those I once adored
Bear witness to their sons!
The blasphemies I beheldthe soil in which I dwell
The cradle burns as tinder to this Hell
And still they are blind to what they have done
Once my fecundity was wisdom
But soon only tears filled my glade
Serenity no longer binds me
Ive sprouted a cancer of blades.
Too long I have sleptdreaming of better days
Too long I have wept while the world fell to decay
The blasphemies I behold False Gods poised to consume
An ocean of frozen souls an eldritch doom
The earth pines for a Panacea to its misery.
All Mortals must perish before the prophecies come to be
This is your fate.
[Written by: Morte McAdaver / Thomas Cyranowski]
[Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
