Fallen from Aloft (2018 Remaster)
All strewn about are words throughout
Give rise to fears allayed
So churns the cog of a trodden worm
Harsh airs live to be slain
O' thriving wind in a cloudless dark
No valor in cerulean sky
The weight will yield to welters of war
With a weary head laid at side
Gird on the sword of your ancestors--
Unbold-scanty of flesh
A plague-It burrows through layers to come
It clings to a weakling's pledge
This tale is told under countless spells
As a haunting donor forbode
Fleeting thorns within me brew
There lurks an evil three-fold
What counts harsh Fortune casts upon my face
Imposter of Day--with speed make haste
While Death stalks all in awed hellish gaze
The True storm dauntless past the thickened blaze
A parched reservoir-tapped by the wrong
Horrified, in an age left to rot
The flushed greyish face spawns my ways
Its corpse is torn from aloft
Aligned with macros and stars branching out
Above a decadent land
My passionate wish--a portal unhinged
Reclaim the estranged cosmic stance
Gird on the sword of your ancestors--
Unbold-scanty of flesh
A plague-It burrows through layers to come
It clings to a weakling's pledge
This tale is told under countless spells
As a haunting donor forbode
Fleeting thorns within me brew
There lurks an evil three-fold
Drain salt seas
Steaming mass
Black shade-struck wood
Ashed fog steadfast
Stealth fortified
A masqued charade
Alone with self and witching fame
No sovereign heir
Hoist high the sign
A grisly end
Through toil and time
Begin the descent
Hypnotic dark realm
Witness your curse with Fate at the helm
I dwell soaked in venom
River coated hellbroth
Liquer formed with my will
Entwined by the froth
Dead cells scraped to waste
Demi-"soul" choked by stone
Last breath begs for reign
Of macrocosmic billow
Villanous scent-
From the lake's arid banks
Demonic charm rises
To poison the ranks
Envision the fire o'er global death "lord"
With nothing between our throats and the sword
"I convey my shame out of thine eyes
By looking back what I have left behind"
Envision the fire o'er global death "lord"
With nothing between our throats and the sword
"I convey my shame out of thine eyes
By looking back what I have left behind"
Give rise to fears allayed
So churns the cog of a trodden worm
Harsh airs live to be slain
O' thriving wind in a cloudless dark
No valor in cerulean sky
The weight will yield to welters of war
With a weary head laid at side
Gird on the sword of your ancestors--
Unbold-scanty of flesh
A plague-It burrows through layers to come
It clings to a weakling's pledge
This tale is told under countless spells
As a haunting donor forbode
Fleeting thorns within me brew
There lurks an evil three-fold
What counts harsh Fortune casts upon my face
Imposter of Day--with speed make haste
While Death stalks all in awed hellish gaze
The True storm dauntless past the thickened blaze
A parched reservoir-tapped by the wrong
Horrified, in an age left to rot
The flushed greyish face spawns my ways
Its corpse is torn from aloft
Aligned with macros and stars branching out
Above a decadent land
My passionate wish--a portal unhinged
Reclaim the estranged cosmic stance
Gird on the sword of your ancestors--
Unbold-scanty of flesh
A plague-It burrows through layers to come
It clings to a weakling's pledge
This tale is told under countless spells
As a haunting donor forbode
Fleeting thorns within me brew
There lurks an evil three-fold
Drain salt seas
Steaming mass
Black shade-struck wood
Ashed fog steadfast
Stealth fortified
A masqued charade
Alone with self and witching fame
No sovereign heir
Hoist high the sign
A grisly end
Through toil and time
Begin the descent
Hypnotic dark realm
Witness your curse with Fate at the helm
I dwell soaked in venom
River coated hellbroth
Liquer formed with my will
Entwined by the froth
Dead cells scraped to waste
Demi-"soul" choked by stone
Last breath begs for reign
Of macrocosmic billow
Villanous scent-
From the lake's arid banks
Demonic charm rises
To poison the ranks
Envision the fire o'er global death "lord"
With nothing between our throats and the sword
"I convey my shame out of thine eyes
By looking back what I have left behind"
Envision the fire o'er global death "lord"
With nothing between our throats and the sword
"I convey my shame out of thine eyes
By looking back what I have left behind"
Credits
Writer(s): Todd Eugene Bridgeman, Christopher Lundon
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- Fallen from Aloft (2018 Remaster)
- As for Altars and Firesides (2018 Remaster)
- Under Evil Auspices (Demo Version)
- Storm the Canopy (Demo Version)
- An Absurdity in Codependence (Demo Version)
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