To ashes We fall paralyzed and demoralized from unhallowed voices upon the wind breathing in Our damnation Unleashing the hordes to immolate and the darkened angels to decimate the burning within Our chests all Our futures laid to rest
Necropolis these hearts of decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning Necropolis these hearts of decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning
The shadows frenzy around the weak a light from the blur is dimming bleak where We face our battles won wings to ride in the blistered sun Where the voices are drowning into a sea of despair until They rise above with bloodied fists in the air
Necropolis these hearts of decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning Necropolis these hearts of decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning
A march upon perdition while We storm the gates from hell to heaven This march upon perdition while We storm the gates from hell to heaven
Necropolis these hearts of decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning Necropolis these hearts of decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning