Текст песни Withering Surface - Icon Of Everlasting Lies

His name was written with blood upon the alter
As they entered the village of eternal sin

At the bottom of eternity his void was discovered

Even more blood was flowing from the altar
As swords slaughtered their creation
A frigid journey another angle had become
Soon realized their mission would never be complete

At the bottom of eternity his void was discovered
Unaware of destiny their mission was blindly carried on

Eternal sin
Watched their creaton fade
And a new appear

Lips sealed
Forsaken
Lips sealed
By their master
Lips seals
Inventer of lies
Lips sealed