Embraced by Worms

Till the stars crumble on the earth

And the water of the seas swallow the sun

Till the prayers resound like litanies through the graves

The empires will stand in ruin, all the hopes will fade.

A cold bitter wind is swirling and screaming

Every soul withers in the garden of grief

The curse of life as the mercyful gift of the end

Alone we cry and we can’t choose our fate.

Under the oak, where wretched remains rest in sorrow

Fields of misery, realm of the unknown

Open your veins and see your blood feeding the ground

A dark hidden place, where we’ll be embraced by worms.

Rest in the womb of the earth, far from the sun

The symbols of mankind are bound to fall

As darkness grows behind a haze of regrets

Arcane evil crawls into the faith

Is it sacrilegious to ask god to live forever?

Blessed by the pain, it slowly enjoys our fate

Open the gates on the way to a new perception

A dark hidden place where we’ll be embraced by worms.

The cold ground is the holy shelter

A place made of forlorn souls

There, the stones whisper the sorrow

Of the dead from dusk to dawn

We’re blinded by the glow of Lucifer’s Sword.

Under the oak, where wretched remains rest in sorrow

Fields of misery, realm of the unknown

Open your veins and see your blood feeding the ground

A dark hidden place, where we’ll be embraced by worms