Endless

Endless - 6 Cosmic Signals

rate me

I beg of the lord, the truth be told

There are no wardens stolen from the doom beyond

Only slowly mourning, stabs that are heart stopping

Of our greatest falling, this embarks the earth

They remain the seals, the six cosmic signals

The dead flock is built, the army

That's falling down into a storm

(Falling down into a storm)

(Falling down into a storm)

Harvest souls! Risible taunts of tireless gulps

Harvest souls! Threat the momentary death

People run from the light moving slowly out

They don't interfere with their damning soul

Feeding in the dark, there they will reside

The warlord made of darts knows the sealing of things

The dead flock is built, the army

That's falling down into a storm

(Falling down into a storm)

(Falling down into a storm)

Harvest souls! Risible taunts of tireless gulps

Harvest souls! Threat the momentary death

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