Cardinal Wyrm - Soul Devouring Fog lyrics

When the bell tolls then we bring out our dead ones in hope Burn the sick sheets These times of the pall, we float in the midst of its presence Drift in circles We walk through the clouds that corrode our skin, lay our bones before the Silent hunter It waits for the cold and the weak to succumb and our fears to vapor Drink and breathe in… A horned beast walks through these streets in shade of streetlights Its footsteps sound through the fog that lingers tonight A shrill scream rings out into your fevered visions The blood needs salt to flow along through its mortal prison The coiled knees and cloven hooves are poised to crush the sickened And twelve eyes look on and stare into the cloudy distance It sees you and it knows you feel its stinking presence Pulled down into the dirt before your last confession Shadows through the mist, they dance in clouded mirrors Raise the cup and drink, delay these psychic shivers The fear of the outside, it cuts with blades and needles One more hour to hide, before the final leaving time Before I face the demon My soul it drifts away Through a fog of sins and a past despised, In the burning smoke of ages With cold dead weight of words unsaid And the bitter taste of ashes Sits on the heart like city snow, I stand and watch the sun go down Oh where did it go wrong for me? Now the judgement bell is tolling Such a paltry faith in prophecy When you see the heads are rolling… Haunters of my past lives Stalkers in the mind’s eye Watchers of the end times Gathered on the cliff side Shroud of fog fills my mind When the final bell chimes Spirits of the dead cry, “Come and take the last ride.” Come and take the last ride.