This plane grows cold
And bleak
I feel so hollow
these skies are grey
With the gods provoked
Day by day
We will suffer
and choke
//
Under the weight
Of masters
Advert thine eyes
For I will fall
To fragile thrones
//
Hear the message
And sound of the dead
Manifest
The hell in your head
Grasp the pale
Hand of goddess death
Fill these lungs
With my dying breath
//
Behold this sin
That the gods cant bare
Forever drowning
In life’s deep despair
//
Expel this curse
So I may again
Walk the earth
//
I’ll return
To the dirt
credits
from Olde Gods,
released October 11, 2019
Written by: Andrew Schultz & David Boughter
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