Altar Of Oblivion - My Pinnacle of Power lyrics

Emerging from the skies of revulsion Causing hurt and misery Victorious powers become ever stronger Haunted by suspicion Robbed from my substance, provoking turmoil Inclination to the cult Practice the duty of obedience Blinding pact of d**h Lack of hope, worst case scenario Unable to prevail Consolidate our balance of power Afflicted by the damned Badly marked by raging rumble Claims to d**h command Find the strength in isolation Out of sensation Vital slip of waning judgement Undefeated hopelessness Strain of faces growing hard Break determinations It's the war of the flowers We'll take what is ours Our lone power ruler Still alive and hunted Seal the final triumph The bitter fruits of evil Lit the fuse, oh bearer of hope and bring the seeds of war Call for order, resignation; bring us to the boil Corpulent personality will crush you to the core Restore in strength, sad winds will raise my pinnacle of power Statement of solidarity Spartan way of life Will to endure, subside in rubble No reality behind it Macabre climax, raging battle Steam-rolling hell Frail attempt to stop the grief Spear-headed devil Faint domain of bliss forlorn Mystical defeat Rob me from the will to die Summon the second coming It's the war of the flowers We'll take what is ours Our lone power ruler Still alive and hunted Seal the final triumph The bitter fruits of evil Lit the fuse, oh bearer of hope and bring the seeds of war Call for order, resignation; bring us to the boil Corpulent personality will crush you to the core Restore in strength, sad winds will raise my pinnacle of power Marching through the ghostly madness Draw the backdrop to reality Watch the end of cultivation Climax is showing Risky blend of resignation Nationwide unconsciousness Block by block and hand to hand Saintly stop; relapsing decline It's the war of the flowers We'll take what is ours Our lone power ruler Still alive and hunted Seal the final triumph The bitter fruits of evil Lit the fuse, oh bearer of hope and bring the seeds of war Call for order, resignation; bring us to the boil Corpulent personality will crush you to the core Restore in strength, sad winds will raise my pinnacle of power Lit the fuse, oh bearer of hope and bring the seeds of war Restore in strength, sad winds will raise my pinnacle of power