Obtenebris - Opulence of Hate | Текст песни

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Burning, seething, building inside
Immanent assault
Blackened, sanguine, pounding
Rage
Devastation results

Hear a thousand screams from far
Perceiving the pain so near
Imbibe the taste of suffering
The bitterness is sweet

Heralded from underground
Champion of the weak
A rotten pedestal of lies
Stands below my feet

Promising a golden age
Ambitious words are thrown
Within the land
The seeds of massacres are sewn

[Chorus]
Call to arms
Getting closer
Fueled on years of death

Call to arms
Erase their lives
And scorch the earth

I sit atop the highest mount
The world within my hands
The opulence of hate, my crimes
Luxurious guilt demands

I speak of dark impending doom
You easily could berate
But your are sightless not to see
That this is our fate

Your name means nothing
Your hand is weak
What I gain is all
I hate, I loath, I conquer

Solo: Stef C.

I sit atop the highest mount
The world within my hands
The opulence of hate, my crimes
Luxurious guilt demands

I'm rich with anger and your loss
Metamorphosize
Into a state of apathetic masticated lies

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