: [lyrics by Nocturno Culto] Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike
: [Music - Brunelle] [Instrumental]
vortex we'll be a sun we seek, a sun we flee a scar upon mother earth a nebular each the desolate one the desolate one the desolate one
: I have faith in these desolate times A roar down the road of a rumbling war I have faith in these desolate times A chill from the eyes of a man of
: I close my eyes and the sun goes out Hold a breath and all of the creatures fall dead Cover my ears and the universe goes silent Not a water drop
: (Featuring Jonny Craig of Emarosa) Out in the everglades, Sleeping in with the poor is a fortune for the brave, I can easily say that we will never
: You said there was nothing left down here Well I roamed around the wasteland And I swear I found something I found hope, I found God I found the dreams
Terminate, desecrate Evolving from despair and desolation Desires to desolate away from the xtian souls and desecrate Expectations of annihilation followed
[Instrumental]
I have faith in these desolate times A roar down the road of a rumbling war I have faith in these desolate times A chill from the eyes of a man of political
We know you said You said there was nothing left down here Well, I roamed around the wasteland And I swear I found something I found hope, I found God
?You said there was nothing left down here Well I roamed around the wasteland And I swear I found something I found hope, I found God I found the dreams
Desolate and dark is the town where I am found. No money in my pocket. Broken down and cold. I won't let it get me down. The cold is breaking through
limbonic lives have crept Chorus: The seeds of the desolate Sown in the blood of ourselves The seeds of the desolate Have we forever failed? We stepped
(lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike
in a desolate city And it hits like a slap in the face We're the dark horse this is the race Slow night in a desolate city We are lions in a cage
we'll be A sun we seek, a sun we flee A scar Upon mother earth A nebular each The desolate one The desolate one The desolate one
[There are no words]
