Riffs: Nerberg, Swano
Gazing at the sky colred with a gelam yet unseen.
Birds no longer fly.
It's not a dream this blinding beam.
Panic, someone realized.
Everything is iced the manic depression of the centuries.
The world is soon devastated
The temperature decreases.
Watch the frozen sean, as my pulse go down.
The king has lost its crown.
Cold sun, will never shine
Freezing clouds, ready to fall.
Killing us all.
Time after time I hear prophets that yell,
We've got life for sale.
Children (now) mentally deformed.
Remember the sun and how it warmed.
A natural system is wasted.
Earth saw no grace, dead.
Everything is captured in capsules of ice.
Still I wonder will they all awake in paradise?
Eyes of ice cannot see frozen souls unable too flee.
The maze of my existence, there's no resistance.
Finally I leave this shell, rotting soul, I can feel the smell...
Of hell. Terminal end. Myfinal peace, I descend.
Everything is left to infest, but even the maggots will rest.
To be continued?