Endless - The Plague lyrics

rate me

The other gods are listening

The other gods think fowls

The fear of spoiling is happening

Gods sowing our mortal device

Falling Tristram, falling airborne

In the heart and in the sea

Eating by walling wraiths

I descend into the unknown

Fiend, are neatened by absinthe

Fly, gloom of the airline

Fly, the rapist undercover

Fly, hell rotten angel

Fly, hellrider

Forces of glooming hell dismay

Fiend of resortless reason

The reaper knows your time

Through multi-mental fillings

Eats you through a mask of manic

Being born again dead will suffice

Momentary taking of water epidemy

Rest in dread waves

Die, of quench