Exili's Heritage Lyrics

Paris in the 17th, silent violence as it's
meant to be, created in that century
alchymistic experiments, to learn how to
exterminate - one big city with a giant fate
Friends while light, Fiends they are in the night
Mistrust lies in their minds
Poudre de succesion hunted by the chamber
ardente but zeal will make the
Fairest blood flow.

Pulverized death
by only one breath

Exili's heritage

Science is fictional, a natural death becomes
Mystical, oh a reality so cryptical.
murder as art, the devil's mark as a farce
The medicine seeks in the dark.
No stench, no taste, an unsuspecting death
to face, one never ending case
Blood was shed, even the innocent are dead
But Paris won't rest yet

Pulverized death
by only one breath

Exili's heritage