In the world I see, the moon is always high
And with the right kind of mind, it can be reached in a single leap
And beneath that moon soaked beam
Are fields and fields of pretty little ghost flowers
Ripped from the soils of history
Monsters
Martyrs
And brothers and sisters and mothers and lovers and and daughters
Singing to the old gods that turn and burn within my head
Well we rise, the countless children of death
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And she's a killer but she's a keeper
Am I blurry, in your vision
Was I just, a poor decision
Cut me open, with precision
And we'll finger, the incision
Tell me what have I done
(Quid pro quo)
To watch you lose
Control
I will give you sanctuary in these hymns of Thanatos
I will give you sanctuary!
You want to see me burn, I am living fire!
You want to see me burn, I am living fire!
You will know me by the scars I bare
You will know me by the hate I swear
You will know me by the scars I bare
Shapeless
Vengeance
We are the countless children of death
We're in-between, on the fence
Non-descript antagonists
I'm in-between, on the fence
Non-descript antagonist!
I'll split you open
And climb inside
Lose myself
Eaten alive
We are the countless children of death
From Seraphim, to Nephilim, to Exodus
She's picking ghostflowers from her soul
She's clipping the wings of fallen angels
She's picking ghostflowers from her soul
She's tonguing splinters of broken halos
You will know me by the scars I bare
You will know me by the hate I swear
You will know me by the scars I bare
You will know me!
(Come on)
From gelatin, to specimen, to emptiness
I will be avenged
I will be avenged
These are the secrets
That kill, that kill, that kill
That kill, that kill, that kill
That kill
We are the countless children of death