@LordGloomed Shattered ouroboros. I call thee, hark... devoid of metamorphosis. Twisted larvae starve. Megaflora extinction. An era of gynocide I call thee, hark, Ares! I call thee, hark... apocalyptic atavism! Here one can either stand nor lie nor sit, There is not even silence in the mountains, but dry sterile thunder without rain. I await the flood in rusting chains for a fertile thunder, that reeks of rain.
@windswept2310 жыл бұрын
what a track ... awesome!!!
@-greenpiece-52959 жыл бұрын
i dont usually listen to this hardcore shit, but its insane in the brain
@riric66612 жыл бұрын
Favoris !!! very good piece !
@DallasGunther8 жыл бұрын
fucking awesome lyrics
@DeadForest444414 жыл бұрын
@mantistaboggin666 and the feeling body shudders and lurches on the edge quaking with dead inertia, a caged oak. Suppressed from the instant that the seed took root, In earth that promised of a monolith. All I see are saplings shackled to stone, A genocide of all we have sown. I am waiting for the great abate. Thunder claps, but no water falls, thunder claps and no water will fall. Shattered ouroboros. I feel the mountain within; the sea, soil, the sky... Suffocating under eight millennia coils,