Lords Of Misery
I shield my eyes, why must the days and nights flow together?
Dancing in the void of morbid rhythm, a eulogy of misery
We have all been deserted, abandoned
Disciples of pain, pure disgrace, and corruption
Bounded by our agony
In dire need of the breath of Ramiel
I call to the luminous light
I'm lost in the dark
Lords of misery
The lords of misery beckon to the abandoned
The harbor of judgment
I shield my eyes
Are we all out done by our pride that we now only fear the thought of death itself?
We do not need validation for living, but acceptance of what is to come
Are we all out done by our pride
That we now only fear the delicate touch of our death itself?
A eulogy of misery
We live in fear of darkness
Prophets of death and despair
They hold their weight in the deepest realms of tyranny
Lords of demise
A Diadem of agony
Diadem of agony and misguidance
The mist of despair called and corralled its inhabitants
We haunt this land
Spirits of sorrow, behold, this is the kingdom of anguish
So as it seems, the consequence of sin
The harbors of torment
I shield my eyes
Are we all out done by our pride that we now only fear the thought of death itself?
We do not need validation for living, but acceptance of what is to come
Why must the days and nights flow together?
Dancing in the void of morbid rhythm
A eulogy of misery
The lords will reign
Lords of misery
Kings of dissipation
Dancing in the void of morbid rhythm, a eulogy of misery
We have all been deserted, abandoned
Disciples of pain, pure disgrace, and corruption
Bounded by our agony
In dire need of the breath of Ramiel
I call to the luminous light
I'm lost in the dark
Lords of misery
The lords of misery beckon to the abandoned
The harbor of judgment
I shield my eyes
Are we all out done by our pride that we now only fear the thought of death itself?
We do not need validation for living, but acceptance of what is to come
Are we all out done by our pride
That we now only fear the delicate touch of our death itself?
A eulogy of misery
We live in fear of darkness
Prophets of death and despair
They hold their weight in the deepest realms of tyranny
Lords of demise
A Diadem of agony
Diadem of agony and misguidance
The mist of despair called and corralled its inhabitants
We haunt this land
Spirits of sorrow, behold, this is the kingdom of anguish
So as it seems, the consequence of sin
The harbors of torment
I shield my eyes
Are we all out done by our pride that we now only fear the thought of death itself?
We do not need validation for living, but acceptance of what is to come
Why must the days and nights flow together?
Dancing in the void of morbid rhythm
A eulogy of misery
The lords will reign
Lords of misery
Kings of dissipation
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Writer(s): Ian Smith
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