Infected - Chaosweaver

The night falls near

I feel the calm breath of the shadows on my

Shoulder

Venomous fumes burn my eyes

Traces of sulfur bite my swollen lips

There’s nowhere to run (nowhere to hide)

Nowhere to escape this wretched nightmare

Infected by the darkness I am

Crossbred at the shore of time

Demons of the wasteland

Enemies of the soul

Killing for pleasure

Feasting on blood like wine

This is the dawn of the new breed

The pitch-black age of shadows

Revelation in a spiritual form

Celebration of the weakness of the flesh

This is the dawn of the new breed

The pitch-black age of shadows

Revelation in a spiritual form

Celebration of the weakness of the flesh

Infected — Scorched by the black flame

Infected — By the demon seed

Infected — Disease of the mind, body and soul

Infected — I am

Insemination through contamination

Bastard sons of a new generation

Embryos grow in isolation

A power source for the annihilation

How I wish my eyes would lie and deceive

For in the shadows I must run and hide

Flee far away from this constrained malice

Find a way back home

This is the dawn of the new breed

The pitch-black age of shadows

Revelation in a spiritual form

Celebration of the weakness of the flesh

The sky burns red as the razor-torn clouds

Collide with the last rays of the dying suns

A breath of evil shivers the leaves of these

Ancient trees

There’s something wicked in these woods

An unknown force

Something sacred, mesmerizing

Slithering like a serpent

The whisper of the wind is calling me

And the sky burns red

And the sky burns red

I am infected

The night falls near

I feel the calm breath of the shadows on my

Shoulder

Venomous fumes burn my eyes

Traces of sulfur bite my swollen lips

There’s nowhere to run

Infected by the darkness I am