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
