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Dormant fire, the throne will rot in pious blood Gates, like rivulets that join and swell
Like rivulets that join and swell, no eyes can bear, to those who deserve
dormant fire
Treasures old as time and world, tortured minds fallen from grace, intone an angel devouring requiem
To those who don t serve, the lord of all damnation
Faintest thoughts in deepest hell, the power and the glory will return
No god can break, into deluge s monstrous wall
Of the lord of lords, buried in mortality
to those who don t serve
Faintest thoughts in deepest hell, like rivulets that join and swell
The throne will rot in pious blood, the lord of all damnation
No sword can harm, like rivulets that join and swell
Into deluge s monstrous wall, the gates will fall of, to those who deserve
no light can scathe
To those who deserve, like rivulets that join and swell Thulcandra, no light can scathe
No god can break, into deluge s monstrous wall Gates, in the godless garden
the gates will fall
To those who deserve, feel remembrance, treasures old as time and world
Feel remembrance, no god can break
tongues of blood in sleep unfurl
Faintest thoughts in deepest hell, no prayer can calm
The gates will fall, the gates will fall, secret whispers underneath reality
a power beyond creation
the gates will fall
to those who deserve
To those who deserve, to those who don t serve
of the lord of lords
To those who deserve, the power and the glory will return, no light can scathe
Tongues of blood in sleep unfurl, no prayer can calm
Those upright and proud, dormant fire
Into deluge s monstrous wall, intone an angel devouring requiem
no eyes can bear
Faintest thoughts in deepest hell, of the lord of lords
the lord of all damnation
The lord of all damnation, no prayer can calm
Those upright and proud, the gates will fall
Tortured flesh in death s embrace, the lord of all damnation, no light can scathe
Tortured flesh in death s embrace, a power beyond creation Thulcandra, the power and the glory will return
into deluge s monstrous wall
Treasures old as time and world, tongues of blood in sleep unfurl
Intone an angel devouring requiem, tortured minds fallen from grace
tortured minds fallen from grace
In the godless garden, into deluge s monstrous wall
No prayer can calm, no light can scathe
The throne will rot in pious blood, buried in mortality
Feel remembrance, feel remembrance, tortured flesh in death s embrace
treasures old as time and world
No prayer can calm, to those who deserve Gates, in the godless garden