A Clockwork Apocalypse - MyGrain

Land of lost, mysterious and plain

The place so arcane and so strained

Risen from the ashes of grace

Slaves to the mortal crown

The lords of the cold and decadent ground

Decomposed generations… All consuming

Welcome to this counter-clockwise evolution party of collapsed quality

Armageddon sun is colder…

The dead weight of my soul a burden of my frozen heart

The pulse of demise, a few heartbeats away

Echoing flat-line silence that will stay

Ending miles of radiant smiles

Detach your holographic self

Fragmented dreams the world shall befall

Shallow graves in blistering surface

Permafrost era overdrive, all erasing phenomenon

Hollow faces with a blistering surface

Permafrost era overdrive

A clockwork apocalypse

The pulse of demise

Time is ticking away, day after day

Hollow faces with a blistering surface

Permafrost era overdrive

Mercury blood burning into the sulphur sky

Armageddon sun shining, blinding bright white light

Collapsed illusory order

Consumable time gets older

… Parasites in bias paradise

We’re the army of ignorance…

Marching towards the dying paradise…