Aphotic Discord
Raccoon City
Faceless monsters eating What remains of mortal human beings Who failed to see the rising tide We are no longer flesh but rotting slabs Of decayed filth Their numbers rise as our numbers dwindle We are the last of human kind Can we save what makes us real? Turn to the stars above and hold fast hope Illumination from the raging fires And the stench of a thousand souls Will paint this horrid picture We are at a loss for words Atop of the mass graves Is where I'll be The approaching inevitable death will set me free The inevitable apocalypse approaches with the fires burning We are one with the death that we face, we are one with death Teeth grind my flesh to the bone This earth will fall like the rest of us have It's over
From Letras Mania