We've come again to the end my friends
The winds of change shall swirl up a din
The beast is shifting shapes again
Weaponized to the teeth while we grinThe years go by
In the blink of an eye
Of an old withered man
Our dreams lost to sands
Of bastard time
What was our crime?
But to exist?
We'll be sent before the devil
Hell, we're on his listOnto the gates of pearl we piss our tribute
Open your flesh and let the beast flow through youYour abysmal heart
Black as pitch
And dead right from the start
This century
The night world is oursThat cannot die which eternally is dead
Two in the place of once severed head
Hydra of bone and its swirling dance
Hypnotizing the weak in it's tranceThe years they fleet
Like the words of the meek
In the face of the storm
Bear witness as this hell is born
Unto this earth we are in their curse
We are truth if you seek eternal life
We are it's living proofThe gates gilded in gold our blackened entrance
Open your veins and pay the demon penanceFrom your abysmal heart
Black as pitch
And dead right from the start
This century
The night world is oursDeliver us
Relentless
Deliver us
The damnedThe dead we're still here walking
With blood upon our handsDeliver us
Intention
Deliver us
The trueThe movers of this world
Who'll shake the very life from youOnto the gates of pearl we piss our tribute
Open your flesh and let the beast flow through youYour abysmal heart
Black as pitch
And dead right from the startThis century
The night world is ours
Songwriters
BRIAN GARRETT ESCHBACH, RYAN DURELL KNIGHT, ALAN MICHAEL CASSIDY, TREVOR SCOTT STRNAD, MAXWELL JAMES LAVELLEPublished by
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