October Falls şarkı sözleri
The tide's rising, collapsed mountains of ideals aheadThe arts of honourless martyrs the tongues of nation's decayFleshless bearers of faded credence, scarred for the north.From gallows to stained culture, to the piles of flesh in raging pyresOnset for the future, the hives of useless shells in fireThe burial mounds of ash, the horns chime for the end.Like a scent of autumn's decay filling the airThe traitor's of manking fading to ashes, smouldering awayA thousand voices chanting for tomorrow, idealistic flames ablaze.Mongrels for apostate daughters, the husks among the grainsThe weeds from honourless fathers, to root and absorbAnd a thousand mouths screaming for hopeThe burden of false ideals hanging in ropes.The surface of each trembles, crumbles beneath the scarred bare feetAbove the corpus vermin, lays the stench of the spiritual deceaseA scarred north, buried beliefs, empty words ahead.An emotional winter, the oblivion rises as devotion crumbles above the fall.A cultural wasteland, a stupor of blood and honourThe pallbearer of hoe, prognosis devoursThe bones of owls thrown to the soil of stained landsAnd the pyres of oblivion illuminate the demise.Horns of the wintry mountains screaming through windsThe wolves shall rise from the ruins of yesterdays.The primitive statues, monoliths of thoughts carved in bones and fleshShocking the core of the human nature and shattering the ideals of mankind.
