Aenaon - Mantledeath

I feel an endless force
inside a vortex of ignorance
A sweet feeling of morality
hand in hand with primeval needs

Sins ~ Lies. The bloodline needs to move
Fear ~ Curse. The road has to be walked

A shape is born without a face
without fate and conviction
A structure of will and needs
to overcome the chain of the past

Death ~ Bliss. A ribbon of unknown colors
Loss ~ Grief. Devoted to eternal sorrows

Weave the Mantledeath

I shared my body and blood
The world is fading one last time ~ Falling apart
I served the prophecy and lies
The world in falling one last time ~ Send a sign!

Shattered are the icons of thee
A disgrace of humanity
All their sins embodied in my skin
It's the year of the Anthrax

Shattered hopes and fake promises
No more prayer ~ No more sheep
Twist back their lies and needs
It's the year of Anthrax

Unblind the eyes to follow
the daylights crucified in sleep
This misery will overflow
upon the grave of their seeds

Weave the Mantledeath