Spiralling Into Decline

Through the craven voices they disgregate the ties
That coalesce us into death rites to instill the doubt
Leech the morbid blood pulsing into the crevices of bones

Making our way through this hell to reach decline
Together we seek the final demise tonight

Bonding of corpses tormented until the crave undermines the fabrics of truth
Chants become screams to coerce thesе rambling fools
Birthed into the plague to sprеad the lie

Tangled destinies fulfilled inside the trench
Bring in the feast for worms
Laid to waste for the useless lust for war

By the ravaged council the sentence must be imposed
To remind us of the old ones that felled the stars
Leech the morbid blood pulsing into the crevices of bones
To sanctify the slavers leash

Making our way through this hell to reach decline
Together we seek the final demise tonight

Servants The master is blind
Servants The master is blind