Withered Earth - Iconoclasm Disintegrates The Flower Of Mortality lyrics

Eternally the grim fog sets, to rouse from a slumber of centuries, screams of malediction emanate when diabolical procreation overshadows the meek. Crumbling fall the statues of Icons As the infernal deluge consumes the Landscape, entwined in thorns paralyze weltering mortality, quickly sinking below the molten sea. The winged tyrant took flight Apocalypticus weaves its trance The faceless wolves roam unbridled to exsistence Chilling winds of the Anu befall all conceived Brandished by nightfall smother blooming hope Profane hooves thunder across the ravaged plains Chaos blleds from the eye on the throne, Chasms billowing stench of the kingdom that once ruled, seven, horrid and soulles. A hunger for mortals, their frenzy unfolds. Forever banish to the heaving underworld pits, Quetly flow the river Styx.