Letras
Blades of impeccable steel
Embed the scars to perfection
Obsessed by celestial beauty
My moral obligation
Abandoned in this decaying fortress
Martyrs of a fallen generation
Slithering dark creatures
Laced with a contagious essence
As I gaze at the horizon
I uncover an ancient forest
The woods littered with flesh
The roots feeding on blood
In this serene atmosphere
The mist whispers death
This nightmare I live
On the astral plane
In utter silence
A bitter harmony rings in my ears
As I relive the battles
The echoes... of a sinister past
My tender touch brings life
To the defiled who seek purpose in lies
The sinister forces of Rapture
That wither... my... mind!
My sculptures speak to the goddess
I worship in admiration
The aesthetics of symmetry
Define the cosmos
With beauty comes glory
In beauty there is horror
As my hands reign still
In the art of mutilation
As I gaze at the horizon
I uncover an ancient forest
The woods littered with flesh
The roots feeding on blood
In this serene atmosphere
The mist whispers death
This nightmare I live
On the astral plane
In utter silence
A bitter harmony rings in my ears
As I relive the battles
The echoes... of a sinister past
I gift beauty to my enemies
I seek my purpose in lies
While the sinister forces of rapture
Wither... my... mind!