歌词
From the roots of this
Withered world, A great
Beast of terror will shatter
The ground Created from
Distrustful words. Born in
A cradle of primitive fears.
Awake... Make your roaring
Be heard through the land
Cover it all with a mantle
Of dark Ashes abound in
Your lugubrious breath
Black emanations that
Poison the air
Spread your disease As all
Mankind falls In a spiral
Of death, To never emerge
You threaten Continuity
Of life. You're the eraser
Of existence
Spread your disease As all
Mankind falls In a spiral
Of death To never emerge
And when your thousand
Arms Reach this expiring
Landscape. All falls apart
All turns to black