Flesh of the Sun Lyrics

The hordes they gather, restless.
Treacherous and arkane
Gestating in their fleshwounds
As the cold steam rises

Premonitions of the end
I Scream myself awake
in a sweat soaked bed, dreams of violence leaving my eyes

Endless waves emerge, hellfires burning bright.

The flames of this sanctuary, light up the sky of a never-ending night

now approaches the hour of this bastard spawn. Snuffed out in silence, none must be left to know.

Hell hath fury
Their howls echo through these ice cold halls.

Night and day an onslaught from the burning depths.

(Trevor)
Sowing chaos. distrust and hatred,
from the burning depths An army formed from the
nightmares of innocence.
Straining eyes to see what cannot be believed.

The ancient star fell in the north, disfiguring, the dreams of the forest to nightmares blackened and fucking true

Scarred walls, weathered and worn for all our pride-our strength, they will hang us from the trees they burn.

they will find us. rape us. hang us. from the trees they burn.

Burn

Fueled by exploitation, collective beast of vengeance,
Raving Blood written riddles
suffer aimless abandon

These walls won't save us
Sharpening archaic rust
The infinite assault of terror, we never truly believed in.

The massacre of dawn whose hope will never come.
The massacre of hope whose dawn will never come.


They never sleep, they never rest, pierce from within this death repressed, Cleansing fire, their breath corrodes our blades
No names for our countless graves an entire race, fucking forgotten.
infernal war consumes, infants in cribs,
elders awakened in tombs.

Bound to be ripped apart, like the pathetic filth we are.

Filth we are.

Find us. Hang us. Rape us. From our. lives that they burn