Opus Magnum
Album - 30 maggio 2008 - Debaser id 476987

Ravishing children in perilous times
Mother of harlots recanting her vice

Maelstroms...On the wings of a dove

Innocence lost
In for the kill

Galloping thunder waving its sword
Brother to Death in darkness is born

Perish...In the bludgeoned presence of foes

Innocence lost
In for the kill

No glory for sorrows
No solace in harlots
No sunlight in shadows
No comfort embracing the dead

Fiery red fury unleashing its might
Drowning the laughter of ages to come

Silence...As the megatons fall

Ashes to ash
Dust turns to dust

Nuclear winters yearning for dawn
Stealing the life out of every last breath

Vanish...In the mist of a gangrenous gaze

Ashes to ash
Dust turns to dust

No whispering sorrows
Find comfort in harlots
Unveiling the horrors
Consumed by conflict and strife

And now as the trees start to tremble
Deepening damnation, the rolling bell
Running with wolves, moribund consripts are waiting to die
Lest cowards may horde the sunset that fades in the west

Ashes, ashes, ashes
Dust turn to dust

In the path of good fortune
Yet another leads astray
In the midst of abundance
Woeful songs sung in vain
On a hill fervid cavalier
Spills no blood upon his scales
Weighs the flesh of my brother
Weighs the flesh of my foe

Hearts cursed with hunger
And the hollow gaze of fear
Grieving souls this dreadful hour
Barren lands spread to the north

Blind as the vulture that its final feast awaits
Judgement passed deliverance lies morose
Futile demise, thirsting swallows are singing my praise
Singing my praise

Death throes escaping the silence of untimely death
Judgement passed, deliverance etched in stone
Carry my corpse far beyond to fabled lands
To fabled lands

In fields of famine
In fields of dread
Forsaken reapers
Harvest emptiness

Flight takes the swallow
To journey's end
Singing their last dirges
To immortal stars flying high

Children
Shadows of their graves
Watch them die

Wistful
Winds of staid regrets
Hear their cries

Brethren
Fleeing memories
Pass them by

Sullen
Darkness blinds the sky
Darkened soul

In the path of good fortune
Yet another leads astray
In the midst of abundance
Woeful songs sung in vain
On a hill fervid cavalier
Spills no blood upon his scales
Weighs the flesh of my brother
Weighs the flesh of my foe

Hearts cursed with hunger
And the hollow gaze of fear
Grieving souls this dreadful hour
Barren lands spread to the north

Dreadful visions
Of seas turning black
Silent conquests masked
In mortal white
Rolling thunder
Mountains of brass
Marching one by one
To steal the light

Howling mongrels
Forewarning doom
Seeping poisons
From the serpent's kiss
One-eyed liars
Spewing at the mouth
False pretences linger
Hiding in the clouds

The deciever
Sowing seeds of death
The apocrypha

The deciever
Digging endless graves
Reaping fallacies

Dying embers
Burning at both ends
Blind indifference
Gorging promises
Fragrant sorrows
Weeping to the wind
Blissful ignorance
Until time stands still

Lonesome solace
Riding out the storm
Fearless paupers
Stand on shallow ground
Fading shimmer
Dueling beasts of vice
Stoic hopefuls battle
Scrambling at dawn

The deciever
Digging endless graves
Reaping fallacies

The destroyer
Rising in the East
For the last crusade

Light is fading
Worlds collide
In the last hour
As words become lies

In darkly worlds
With wielding swords
Wild beasts await Remorse and Sin
Death's angels freed
From Hades' dark side
Damned be the children, cursed the land

Between two worlds
Where Death lurks near
A wailing song to Fate's last breath
A valiant steed
A crown and bow
Son of perdition and false pretence

From blackened seas
Ascending dead
In chains their souls
In flight their pride
(Death lurks the corners of the earth)
And one by one
In endless demise
Relive their death with no reprise
(Son of perdition and false pretence)