The cycle of life
Is spent waiting to die
We hurt so we cry
Its the moment of our time
We are born without consent
Suffering earth the souls crime
In a world for us to leave our dent
Ones reasoning becomes bent
Irrational endless vent
Hopeless to find an answer
When confusion is the question
Ignorants is our lession
A distorted confession
Poetry is my new key
In restoring my family tree
Blind back then how could it be
Ancestorial spirits have a message for me
History repeats
Fight or flee
There is no inbetween
Take care of your queen
When the battle is over
the fields are bloody
Were Waiting for a supernova
Our demise to study
The past is no longer a garrentted fact
When dimensions are merged
Gold turns to silver and nothing is left in tact
The memories obsolete , existence has been hacked
Even the devil wants to kick you in your fucking ball sack
To lose your mind or go insane
The beast inside canot be tamed
Exploitation destined for fame
All the hope just bring us shame
Finding someon else to blame
You are responsible for the decay of your soul
Regards of others, when the reaper rings
its you whom must answer the call
On the forthcoming Tombs album "All Empires Fall," the band expands their scope and range, balancing brutal riffs with melancholy melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 29, 2016