Lletres:
Carpe Tenebrum

Reaching for our knives Waiting feeble minds cry We shall fight for the race Our race shall survive Cleansing all the waste Waste becomes their pride

We will, we will not be found Sacred, sacred is our holy ground Rebirth, we fight for the right The right for our fate is bringing war The order of strength

Burning across the plains Always before, riding for the sea Abzu we call Satan there's a way a way for us all We fight today, natures call - revive Revive

And she leaves you, sees you, weeping as you thought you saw the storm, callous colours of drawings without seeing in, the negativity a lie and the

Dreaming chaos screaming weeping love this enemy, call my name run this nightmare, freezing horizon watchers and dancers playing the game Here lies

perpetual dancer lost in the streams of innocent violation and the time denotes only a chaos of certainty. perpetual dancer let me wreathe this braided

And she rides the never world of her own majestic mountain. And remembering the snow and the demons, she flies... Across a scarlet forever, with a shimmering

The ocean reaps with nothingless pain, for foreign godless pass my entity sees another pray, swirless of desolate concealment rides the waves, where

And we reap on frathered ground the fallen where we walk knowledge secrets, smirking mirrors as they lurk where we've always thought Drying ice