Morgue of Centuries - Disarmonia Mundi

descent
towards a dead end
primeval substance
morphing blake angelic state

collectin' inside
so near ravenous shine
damn clear foul mankind's
rushin' faster to an end

slash pale wings the core is torn
skin red begins the soul is gone
bliss the seeds of confusion
while silent they observe

this life
fallin' sins from my veins
an army stands to free
swift mire
swollen sick from my hands
domain of history

ablaze
the western sky red
over the wasteland
feathers fallin' blake

diggin' inside
your lunatic feeble mind
a hysterical genocide
face the end of days

slash pale wings the core is torn
skin red begins the soul is gone
smash the white of these goddamn walls
uncontrolled

face the end of the rivarly
sanctified for a comman fear
bliss the seeds of confusion
while silent they observe

realease my
wounded soul at the end
worst of you
my desire in your eyes

free fall
resemble the unknown
oh well we're all fucked
but silent you still watch

impassible eyes
null screams callin' for a dreamin'
sky may cry
bleedin' forevermore