its coming for u the shadow stoned stench miles of blight ur already doomed the acolytes reaped your essence to summon the ищо
the fission is soon his mouth of thorns commands all pewter in sight theres nowhere to go it lives in your fears by violence of light deliverance is soon leave your veils to the dogs and bottle your might the obelisk moves bishops dissolving reappearing in кейко
my spirits just what i owe cant escape the dimensional bites dont sleep lest the satyrs take flight and make room for the new extinction
Т∆УКИЛА ТHУRУ-WARA
come my child pity the surface the fathers have waited our my love its time our days have met their service to fleet a moment of silence
night falls on your petty dismissals not the ground nor its core have preceded its temples it exists in every battle of life the sуjу туфаsa гулгarat тдукила фose и тду
its coming for you the wyverns make their headway and set their sight youre already doomed swampy pools unveil so plumes take flight the fission is soon we pack our dead in our beds to wake the ground our destinys soon i plan to quench my famine and carve the path into a new existence
Т∆УКИЛА ТHУRУ-WARA
x our god inside drains the poison of living the mortal penance is wearing lost my mind feeling the voice that drags me BELOW