Testo Through The Darkest Days Of Tribulation Upheavel
Nameless are the architects of our destructionFallen to the throne of one
A dominion that began 10,000 years ago
A reign of lunacy
The nine voices of distress
Constantly screaming, drowning our all else
A chorus of distress
The voices that wail of the loss of vision,
Failure of purpose, collapse of morality
All the world is in obscurity
A nightmare that will only end
With the angel of death
Sanity abandoned
Sanity abandoned
The flaw of humanity is that we are not humanity
In this conquest
We've conquered ourselves