Thy Art Is Murder
Thy Art Is Murder - Coffin Dragger lyrics
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All is lost The sky is void All that would exist In time is destroyed Alight the funeral pyre Dredge up the tombs, set the souls afire Homage to the playground of the dead Churning in agony under the land we tread We await the departure Between the flesh and soul To worlds below The sky is void All that would exist In time is destroyed Evolve and perish The great reset Eradication is true progress Signals in the distance Dying with the faintest glow Instincts of nature Swallowed by the undertow Black tides engulf the districts With salt and sand Shrouded in blackness Entomb the land Coffin dragger Inhale the earth Reap songs of man Born in ancestral suffering The departure is imminent The coming of end times Is swift and unyielding Spiraling forever Return to the locusts Return to the ether All is lost All is always lost The sky is void All that would exist In time is destroyed Evolve and perish The great reset Eradication is true progress