Servant's Sun
As your dying breath is ending
Corpses rise to come attending
Death in sight is all awake
And life for you has come at stake
These evil spirits walking grounds
The void unleash my demon hounds
You feel your soul is overrun
You pray against the Servant's Sun
Primeval medieval fires are turning on burning wires
The particles from the coppers are stinging like bladed choppers
Exposing yourself to damage, equipping a ripping bandage
Your wounds are slowly complaining about venomous regaining
Inside all of these painted pictures there's crawling with sainted figures
Their all trapped in here forever, so beware of the spoken "never"
Never been underestimated, know that death is all awaited
For those of you who speak in prayers, there's evil in all your layers
The beast befriending the devil, the feast expending in levels
The trial for the survivors are all offending the pending temples
A sign shown to prevent the sun to be stun from the servant's gun
Now prepare for the darkness to come, your soul is overrun
Your nightmare's are approaching and you see the sun is coaching
And you see no stars a-floating as your soul is almost chocking
On the feeling of their death, you enter curses through their breath
And as the light is nearly none you send your prayers to the sun
As your dying breath is ending
Corpses rise to come attending
Death in sight is all awake
And life for you has come at stake
These evil spirits walking grounds
The void unleash my demon hounds
You feel your soul is overrun
You pray against the Servant's Sun
Meta's verse
As your dying breath is ending
Corpses rise to come attending
Death in sight is all awake
And life for you has come at stake
These evil spirits walking grounds
The void unleash my demon hounds
You feel your soul is overrun
You pray against the Servant's Sun
As you step into the circle of the Little Red Rum
You can see that Meta's standing there killing off human scum
In the end of this hour all of hell shall be revealed
We're trapping all of servants in this darkened magnetic field
You can't protect yourself against the force of evil saints
When the sacrifice is prepared you'll be covered in bleeding paint
So run away if you can, in this army there's only men
You and me Meta, we make them pray with their amen
As your dying breath is ending
Corpses rise to come attending
Death in sight is all awake
And life for you has come at stake
These evil spirits walking grounds
The void unleash my demon hounds
You feel your soul is overrun
You pray against the Servant's Sun
Corpses rise to come attending
Death in sight is all awake
And life for you has come at stake
These evil spirits walking grounds
The void unleash my demon hounds
You feel your soul is overrun
You pray against the Servant's Sun
Primeval medieval fires are turning on burning wires
The particles from the coppers are stinging like bladed choppers
Exposing yourself to damage, equipping a ripping bandage
Your wounds are slowly complaining about venomous regaining
Inside all of these painted pictures there's crawling with sainted figures
Their all trapped in here forever, so beware of the spoken "never"
Never been underestimated, know that death is all awaited
For those of you who speak in prayers, there's evil in all your layers
The beast befriending the devil, the feast expending in levels
The trial for the survivors are all offending the pending temples
A sign shown to prevent the sun to be stun from the servant's gun
Now prepare for the darkness to come, your soul is overrun
Your nightmare's are approaching and you see the sun is coaching
And you see no stars a-floating as your soul is almost chocking
On the feeling of their death, you enter curses through their breath
And as the light is nearly none you send your prayers to the sun
As your dying breath is ending
Corpses rise to come attending
Death in sight is all awake
And life for you has come at stake
These evil spirits walking grounds
The void unleash my demon hounds
You feel your soul is overrun
You pray against the Servant's Sun
Meta's verse
As your dying breath is ending
Corpses rise to come attending
Death in sight is all awake
And life for you has come at stake
These evil spirits walking grounds
The void unleash my demon hounds
You feel your soul is overrun
You pray against the Servant's Sun
As you step into the circle of the Little Red Rum
You can see that Meta's standing there killing off human scum
In the end of this hour all of hell shall be revealed
We're trapping all of servants in this darkened magnetic field
You can't protect yourself against the force of evil saints
When the sacrifice is prepared you'll be covered in bleeding paint
So run away if you can, in this army there's only men
You and me Meta, we make them pray with their amen
As your dying breath is ending
Corpses rise to come attending
Death in sight is all awake
And life for you has come at stake
These evil spirits walking grounds
The void unleash my demon hounds
You feel your soul is overrun
You pray against the Servant's Sun
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Writer(s): Odin Johansen
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