We Were Never Here
Beauty crooked the mouth of death
and death conjoined in our mirror
the time has come to break and go through
were invincible invisible
See our smiles drenched blood and night
black thorn crowned and at one with the dusk
solemnly baptized in ash and flameswe
where never here
At the border fires we dane to death
noble are our wounds
Sleeping deep on burning fields
we hold the keys
our hungry souls have come to thee
to plant the seed
Follow the footprints that's filled with blood
and the burn injured trees in the dark
we let our shadows show you the way
to the final outpost
Gods sinking in oil
as our daggers exceed
every angel of truth
Sleeping deep of burning fields
we are the keys
our bleeding hearts have come to feed
the shadowseed
We come with burning
meditating in serpents pits
we have no names
Phosphorus!
Wither shinsto ruins and black again
to rebuild each vision with you my friend
Brother ours os the graveyard dust
ours is the vision that sunders it all
brother ours is the oath to death
to plant a war, in every star
Sleeping deep on burning fields
we are the keys
we shall become the mystery
now come with me
and death conjoined in our mirror
the time has come to break and go through
were invincible invisible
See our smiles drenched blood and night
black thorn crowned and at one with the dusk
solemnly baptized in ash and flameswe
where never here
At the border fires we dane to death
noble are our wounds
Sleeping deep on burning fields
we hold the keys
our hungry souls have come to thee
to plant the seed
Follow the footprints that's filled with blood
and the burn injured trees in the dark
we let our shadows show you the way
to the final outpost
Gods sinking in oil
as our daggers exceed
every angel of truth
Sleeping deep of burning fields
we are the keys
our bleeding hearts have come to feed
the shadowseed
We come with burning
meditating in serpents pits
we have no names
Phosphorus!
Wither shinsto ruins and black again
to rebuild each vision with you my friend
Brother ours os the graveyard dust
ours is the vision that sunders it all
brother ours is the oath to death
to plant a war, in every star
Sleeping deep on burning fields
we are the keys
we shall become the mystery
now come with me
Credits
Writer(s): Pelle Ahman, Gottfrid Ahman, Henrik Palm, Uno Bruniusson
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