SOLD SOUL
Harrowing, His Calls to the Void
I stare forth into the darkness
My sullen mind muted by its tranquility
Abyssal figures; they call us
Destitution birthed this deliverance

This blight is all-consuming

Maddening; the incandescence of thine righteous mortality
No angelic voice sang as I wrought the end-times and cast out the light

Slip into this sleepless abyss

Hastily, humanity gathers around the shroud
The blight grows swift & draws souls from the flesh of the ground
Faded are the lines of reality
Thine eyes fade to grey as I bring forth the void

Bring forth the void! (x2)

I stare forth into the darkness
My sullen mind muted by it's tranquility
Abyssal figures, they call us
Destitution birthed this deliverance. (x2)

"Oh fleshen one, does thy fear paint that remorseful gaze on thine face?
Thine eternity is crushed by the weight of this unending black."
Slip into these shades of darkness
Slowly growing; the end that’s been prophesied
I'm tainted by my hatred

Slowly growing; the end that's been prophesied
Hark my words when I threaten end-times!

Bring forth the void! (x2)

"Like buzzards, we gather around this shapeless pit
Fueled with unending despair; awaiting eternal entombment."