A New Light - Funeral Mist

Tidal wave!

Blood and black, the second sinner dreams today…

Dying waters, pregnant darkness

And there will be strange events in

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Skies

«REVENGE!»

The blood of Abel cries

I swallow the dust of a thousand deaths

In search for the word that can lay waste to the world

My throat is a thousand open graves

Thousand cataclysms, thousand open graves

Yes, I am the perfect image of God

Come hither, soul, I am the way!

Iure divino, I am the way!

Ecce signum, I am the way!

To both above and below, so then because thou art lukewarm

And neither cold nor hot

I will spue thee out of my mouth

Out of my Eden

Into a world of gravity gone mad…

Thy famous pillars topyle

Thy candlestick removed

Thy roots are dried up

A new sun, O golden Death!

The sons of the red earth must face our rays, sun of perdition

O dawn of ash, and there will be strange events in-

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Skies

«AGAIN!»

The blood of Cain replies

I swallow the dust of a thousand deaths

In search for the word that can lay waste the world

Now let thy blood speak unto the Lord

«MY BLOOD IS SILENT!»

cried the whore

I inhale the song of a thousand wounds, in search for Redemption