Era of the Idols

Cries of the seas are taunting me To endure this fornication Cannot resist the atrocity Fornication, incubation Will not breathe the rotten air An insolent conspiration I will breed the forgotten heir Fascination, new creation The Great Odd Ones arise The creatures from the depths Perpetual restless force You dare not to impede Engulfing the horizon Relentless in its greed All that is left are shoals Humanity's defeat Gone the times of agony In the face of: revolution Swallowed by the endless sea Terrestrial involution The Great Odd Ones now arrived Bringing us the absolution The currents' tales they resonate Agonizing yet enticing Incarnation of salvation Unknown trials lie ahead of me My soul banished for eternity I cannot grasp the encompassing scale Of this reality Cannot breathe, smothering Drowning in endless suffering Cannot breathe, smothering Drowning in endless suffering The Great Odd Ones arise The creatures from the depths Perpetual restless force You dare not to impede Engulfing the horizon Divine atrocity All that is left: a trail A seabed sanctuary