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Sanatçı: Truent

albüm: Through the Vale of Earthly Torment


For reclamation
A vow of unjust purpose
For absolute valor
A trophy to possess
To prove superior
Foray
To the hunt, glory calls
The fury
Of pride preceding the fall
Treading the path of delusion
Pursuing game so elusive, tormenting
Sworn to adorn with the spoils of vanity
Humility lost to hunter's conceit
The hunters are converging
Locking eyes
Nature's condemnation
In the pursuit of a myth
Piercing into the night
Standing resolute with
Its gaze, burning white
Oh
Burning white
No lion knows mercy, only prey
No man can see the Irony
The sun sets on this rivalry
The hunt ends today
Natures creed is indifference
Pursuing misplaced arrogance, faltering
Tearing skin, adorning the blood of the enemy
Primal judgement shall remain supreme

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