Empyrean Throne - Nothing but Vermin (2013) | Текст песни

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Devoid of light with a ravenous hunger
Insanity's Pit will just have to suffice
To the Things that lurk beyond exile
Embrace the call to the will of the Hive

Beneath the ground I can hear them seething
Waiting for their chance to reclaim
Amidst the soil and the rotting corpses
Burns a vengeance from the mouth of graves

You are nothing but vermin
You are nothing but vermin

The Fallen sing from beyond the Gloom
Kissed once more by the lips of torture
Free to rape what's left of this Earth
We'll bleed her dry as the righteous suffer
Cast from fires of Ancient Hells
Wrapped within gold coffers of agony
A purpose given to a blind existence
With the overthrow of Humanity

For too long we've been made enslaved
Gripped by the maw of dementia
Us wretched Beings swear allegiance
Against our overlords and their creation
United we'll rise beneath the Sprawl
Stinking of pain in glorious hatred
Disfigured forms of forgotten Nightmares
Marching under blessings of our bastard Icons

You are nothing but vermin
You are nothing but vermin
Perversion of nature, deranged and depraved
You are nothing but vermin
You are nothing but vermin
Defiled seeds of angels, spawns of treachery

While Society slept your forces gathered
Finding strength between the mud and the rain
The dark children of faceless horrors
Creatures banished beyond Heaven's Gates
But now bring this vision to fruition
Put an end to their sycophantic fantasy
A survival built on the hatred of others
Poisoned past the point of ecstasy

In this place the Night has gathered
She'll sign the pact to the end of days
And in this place dwell the Scions of Chaos
Denizens of infernal slaves

You are all nothing but vermin
You are all nothing but vermin

For too long we've been made enslaved
Gripped by the maw of dementia
Us wretched Beings swear allegiance
Against our overlords and their creation
United we'll rise beneath the Sprawl
Stinking of pain in glorious hatred
Disfigured forms of forgotten Nightmares
Marching under blessings of our bastard Icons

You are nothing but vermin
You are nothing but vermin
You are nothing but vermin
We are all nothing but vermin

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