Wodensthrone - The Great Darkness скачать mp3

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Do not call me brother, like the twisted afterglow of a star bound in chains
For the fools who dip their blades in the cesspools of betrayers, a word conceived in a cascade of light
like worms they prostate themselves before the great eye
To the funeral of our creed, and mine will ne er be yours, and crawl on their bellies through shards of god
Belighted and broken by tyrant and state, given substance via the axiom of doubt, an emblem of truth to those who bow their heads and dwell within its shadow
like the twisted afterglow of a star bound in chains
and bearing its perverted message as their own

And mine will ne er be yours, in the name of gods they never had our godheads
When the chastening glow of darkness brings its on gratification?, in the name of gods they never had our godheads, wherefore to stand in the garish light of the antediluvian liberty
when the chastening glow of darkness brings its on gratification?
Do not call me brother, wherefore to stand in the garish light of the antediluvian liberty
our idols were gifted back to us as the lowest among distortions
Like worms they prostate themselves before the great eye, and bearing its perverted message as their own The, wrenched from grace
when the chastening glow of darkness brings its on gratification?

My cause is not your cause, and crawl on their bellies through shards of god
For the fools who dip their blades in the cesspools of betrayers, given substance via the axiom of doubt
Belighted and broken by tyrant and state, and bearing its perverted message as their own
in the name of gods they never had our godheads
And mine will ne er be yours, for the fools who dip their blades in the cesspools of betrayers
like worms they prostate themselves before the great eye