Dyscarnate - In the Face of Armageddon lyrics

Rise, and rise again! when the traitors stripped the land, the true wickedness of man was Great. the deluge sentence pa**ed upon his flesh and bone, he tore great fists of clay to Create what should not have been Rise, rise! rise, rise! rise, rise! and rise again! and so let it be written, that when the Silver pool is empty the vagrants will dine on that which they expel. breathing life Into a living statue, which moves with rigid stillness and lurks beneath the waves Unseen We shall not bow down to he who wields the trident. we shall not kneel for he who Spawns the silent. we shall. not bow down to he who shakes the earth. destroying Blackened paradise-a savage rebirth. we shall not bow down to he who shakes the Earth. destroying blackened paradise-a savage rebirth Moving to erase his canvas-awash with the darkest depths of the abyss and sparkle of The surface. it gleams deceitfully awaiting life to swallow, tranquillity exposes Nothing of the perfect storm that will rise