Sonus Mortis
Rejoice! Rejoice as the signs of the end times arrive.
You are lost. You are lost so pay heed to the warnings and calls for mercy.
Repent! Beg forgiveness.
Reveal! The man of Sin.
Reject! Reject the sin soaked in the mortal blood of generations.
Release! Release the everlasting words from the book of revelations.
We are breathing.
We remain silent.
We are screaming.
Screaming the silent words of prayer.
Freedom. The freedom you enjoy, is tainted by the rules of hypocrisy.
Corrupted. You are corrupted by the satantic views of a damned society.
Repent! Beg for mercy.
Reveal! The sins of man.
Destruction of mankind and the fall of our nations.
is near us, God will show us his judgement, his creations.
(His failures)
I used to dream.
I used to hope for better days.
Now the angels sing.
In flames we bring, Gods judgement day.
The crooked cross, the jagged thorns,
all visions in the sky.
These primoridal times, backwards we climb
down the mountain.
Don't want your version of heaven.
Don't want your visions of peace.
The clouds of death are descending.
Here comes the rain.
Don't want your version of heaven.
Don't want your visions of peace.
The clouds of death are descending.
Here comes the rain.
Repent! Beg forgiveness.
Reveal! The man of Sin.
I want your end of days.
Bring me your end of days.
I used to dream.
I used to hope for better days.
I used to dream.
I used to hope for better days.
You are lost. You are lost so pay heed to the warnings and calls for mercy.
Repent! Beg forgiveness.
Reveal! The man of Sin.
Reject! Reject the sin soaked in the mortal blood of generations.
Release! Release the everlasting words from the book of revelations.
We are breathing.
We remain silent.
We are screaming.
Screaming the silent words of prayer.
Freedom. The freedom you enjoy, is tainted by the rules of hypocrisy.
Corrupted. You are corrupted by the satantic views of a damned society.
Repent! Beg for mercy.
Reveal! The sins of man.
Destruction of mankind and the fall of our nations.
is near us, God will show us his judgement, his creations.
(His failures)
I used to dream.
I used to hope for better days.
Now the angels sing.
In flames we bring, Gods judgement day.
The crooked cross, the jagged thorns,
all visions in the sky.
These primoridal times, backwards we climb
down the mountain.
Don't want your version of heaven.
Don't want your visions of peace.
The clouds of death are descending.
Here comes the rain.
Don't want your version of heaven.
Don't want your visions of peace.
The clouds of death are descending.
Here comes the rain.
Repent! Beg forgiveness.
Reveal! The man of Sin.
I want your end of days.
Bring me your end of days.
I used to dream.
I used to hope for better days.
I used to dream.
I used to hope for better days.
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Byrne
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