Fading light the turn of time
There's nothing left
Dead embrace
Follow the darkness
Stray from sight
And make the call
Your loving might
Fall to your knees
Praise us for we bring you to life
Praise us for we're your dying light
In our twilight hours we cling to this fatal act of breathing
Engulfed by silence suffocated by darkness embraced by the everlasting night
We are the idols to the blind like thunder to the deaf
A cry from the mute and the first of a dying breath taken without mercy
The candid decadence of man's proliferation
Spewing forth the degradation fills inside our lungs
Existence is cyclical
PARTUM VITA MORTUM
There's nothing left
Dead embrace
Follow the darkness
Stray from sight
And make the call
Your loving might
Fall to your knees
Praise us for we bring you to life
Praise us for we're your dying light
In our twilight hours we cling to this fatal act of breathing
Engulfed by silence suffocated by darkness embraced by the everlasting night
We are the idols to the blind like thunder to the deaf
A cry from the mute and the first of a dying breath taken without mercy
The candid decadence of man's proliferation
Spewing forth the degradation fills inside our lungs
Existence is cyclical
PARTUM VITA MORTUM