Tales Of Dark şarkı sözleri
Through ambered eventides and dreamscapes wasteThroat-cut memories writhe dissolvingAs the sacred sinners white washed handsBless the earth with sonorous liesFor words are the manacles of doctrinal hypocrisyMurderous instincts never silenced they holdSo I rise above the grotesque industry of painAs I deny the grace of the divine foretoldMidst rebellious angels I do now sleepIsolated from the grasp of the holy scornSo touch my essence through pride and revoltOur stormbrought winterthrone to eternalizeI am but what I amFar from thy inebriating delusionsHidden ‘neath the blueprints of your edificesMy entity you cannot steal
