歌词
We are the undying plague of this earth
Brought forth by the pain and the suffering of this heartless world
The end of it all is inevitable
You could never stop this
It’s been spiralling out of control
Everything's eventual after all
We are made to fall
We are made to fall
We are what this realm abhors
Never meant to be anything more than this
The human pestilence awakens the world from its restless sleep
Longing for its everlasting sanity
Just as far as the eyes can see
Burn it down, sacred ground, ever longing for that tainted silent sound, so profound that I am lost, I can’t be found
Never thought I’d be so underwhelmed
I always thought I’d see this for myself
We are the undying plague of this earth
Brought forth by the pain and the suffering of this heartless world
The end of it all is inevitable
Scornful and shameless
We are the unquenched flames of this earth
The triumphant return of the end of the world
Bow down to the abyss
Arcum Tuum in finem
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