Letras
As daunting as the mimics may be, their evil pales in comparison to the wrath dealt out by a cousin to their species found in the northern regions of the realm. The Yelu.
As flurry spawns above us
The doubt will grow among us
The ice wharf has hugged us in to bay
The permafrost has cracked
And given birth to beasts trapped
By its weight within our post
All its bellows now mapped
By machine
Crystalline brain creatures climb gaps
In this ice to our barricades
And leave its metal racked
Like oh my god
I pray my feet can try to find the way back To drop zone
But this prison we have claimed
Prevents that Were all alone
Twisted fingers meet the door its blown back
Inside of the bridge
Two of our techs who slept within
Are ripped in half and yet they live
Something fucking ancient
Woke from slumber on this day
And at the cost of solid evidence
Its our life in which we pay with
Hold my heart
And let me go
This expedition was just suicide in code
We called for evac
When we found the lines had froze
What supersedes us but our journals in the snow
Cause its all thats left
That and our bones
This ice we stood upon before becomes our tomb
Left to develop into monsters of our own
As eons pass us by our shape is molding by the cold
Were children of the snow.
How many times have I clawed and I scraped
At these walls of this structure they’ve left me encaged
Ive grown red in the eyes ive gone stone in my face
The primalist breaths and my thoughts are replaced
By machine
Crystalline brain creatures climb gaps
In this ice to our barricades
And leave its metal racked
Like oh my god
I pray my feet can try to find the way back To drop zone
But this prison we have claimed
Prevents that Were all alone