Letras
In the fires, of a dawning end
Behold the reaper, a scythe in the moon
The sun has died, the depths consume
The pale and faceless, with names unknown
In thousands come forth, the abyss unfolds
Come famine and plague
A locust storm
A chanting crowd
Voiceless
Master
We feast upon the spineless
Master
The wolves emerge, in the dead of the night
And vultures scout, the lambs of god
Under sulphur skies, the cross defiled
Behold the crown, the end is nigh
A chanting crowd
Voiceless
Master
We feast upon the spineless
Master
We feast upon the spineless
The blood will rain
From heavens high
Consumate
The flames invite
A midnight bride
The beast will rise
Unveil thy sins and lust for death
A thirst for blood
The hunger grows
We bless the pain
And desecrate
The book of god
The flames untamed
To the gates of hell
Unveil thy sins and lust for death
A thirst for blood
Master
We feast upon the spineless
Master
We feast upon the spineless