The Blvck Sun| - A Wake in Providence

Plague and chaos stricken the land.

Embrace insanity, under the black sun.

You can no longer hide from my infinite reach

Because the trees have wilted but refuse to die, they’ve lost their purpose

staring into the sky

(Into the sky)

Screaming and clinging, feigning and wishing, but no one’s listening.

Searching for answers, define the cancer of man

While you return to the sand, I’ll watch this world sink faster

Behold my towers above the land.

I’ll sit and wait, while you contemplate

disaster

The blackened sky signifies there is nowhere left to run.

Wings of crimson,

the air grows silent.

These fires of hell, adorn my being

Every mans suffers in quiet desperation

Let my presence possess your innocence

You will soon pray

To the fallen one

So kneel before my altar, and face the fire.

Miasmic haze eats away at their

insides piece by piece, embedding itself in the innocent, deeper and deeper

The tremors shake their bodies, they are consumed by their own gluttony

You will soon be introduced, to the children of the blackened sun

Accept the darkness, the blood moon has come

Return to the depths

The blackened sky signifies there is nowhere left to run.

Wings of crimson,

the air grows silent

These fires of hell, adorn my being

The darkened sky betrays my sight, as I wish for blinding light,

wings of crimson

Breeding pestilence

The black sun condemns us, the blood moon controls us