Disciples of Dead Aeons Lyrics

One last time, the timeless reflection
Can your eyes decide who stands before you?
Fate or lies? The edge of the mirror
Who decides the path that's laid before us?
The answer lies within the lies

Paved with the corpses of those who stood by
Hear the chorus!
The hymns of the dying
The world has drowned in blood
We are unmourned, the divine forgotten

Nothing for us
The promised dawn is but a fake
Hear the chorus!
Screaming justice for their names

The Orchestration Of Our Sacrifice

We're led in shackles of our own invention
We're both the masters and the slaves
We wear the scars

Fate or lies? Who decides?
The seeds of delusion

Nothing's for us
The promised dawn is ours to take
We are the chorus!
The songs reflect the ancient ways

The Orchestration Of This Hell Is Mine
I am the weaver of this Grand Illusion
I am the savior of your kind
And I Alone.