They tried to speak with angel tongues
In vainglorious expressions
In absence they serve
Decline is long, dirty, cold
In absence they serve
Decline is long, dirty, cold
This colossal darkness
Blackens the accused
For they stand alone
Anonymous
In chains
Lucifer speaks
You disperse the ground
With fragments of broken bones
They were not yours
You scatter a thousand deaths
Lucifer speaks
A new fire conceals the living
Similar to the ashes of the countenance
Apathetic they run the tunnels of blood
The darkness at the end of the tunnel
