The Long Cold

Opus Lux, Quantum Tenebris

A pact of illness, a pact of shallow sickness

Unearth the past, unearth the dirt

A foul smell, where worms dwell

All means nothing, nothing is all

A playful game, in a rotten domain

Rust, decompose

Turn the tide

As you die...

One war won, all others lost

Leaving the living, death is a must

Swallow the light, a cold black shrine

Powerless, with pride, summons none but I

Here it ends

And it begins

The long cold

Opus Lux, Quantum Tenebris

A pact of illness, a pact of shallow sickness

Unearth the past, unearth the dirt

A foul smell, where worms dwell

Here it ends

And it begins

The long cold

All means nothing, nothing is all

Here it ends

And it begins

The long cold