the creatures of damnation are spreading around the victims of temptation are breaking new ground shadows without faces are praising the lords cause they know their masters are reading their thoughts
desertland they're craving for rain awaiting the night desertland they're craving for pain awaiting their guide
the creatures of damnation are taking their creed children of mutation are saving the seed puppets without faces are praising the lords modified like engines with guided thoughts
desertland they're craving for rain awaiting the night desertland they're craving for pain awaiting their guide