My Own Grave - Godly Blasphemy Тексты

Combined strength against darkness within,
for all of our lives we fight.
And we hope that we some day will finally win
and outlive that final night.
In our era of technologies we live and keep our strife.
We talk to the gods in our elegies
and cut them with our soulforged knives.
As we wander the earth, our mother, our desire.
She who gave us birth, our father, our fire.
We roam around and destroy!
Этот текст прочитали 302 раз.