Texty písní Burning the Masses

Burning the Masses

Vicarious Wrath

Lash out.

The vines of sin and fire strangle the newborns first

breath.

Night falls like eyelids; The sun devoid in two.

A mass parade of stone and earth shamble the uprising of

the crown.

Silence; The future king is raised above the layers of

fog and disgust.

Rise; Vines of sin recoil.

Rise; The nocturnal sun is alive.

The new path for a vicarious immortality conjoins with

the head of a hound.

The new path for rapture breaks off morality of the past.

A new breed for the subculture of genetics rebounds this

kingdoms gold.

Earth is reborn.

A ray of hope, shadowed by lie.

The new path for a vicarious immortality conjoins with

the head of a hound.

The new path for rapture breaks off from morality of the

past.

Red tinted; Eyes reflected.

Is that of a counterfeit armistice.

Night reforms like stillborns; The sun is a hole.

Rise; Vines of sin recoil.

Rise; The nocturnal sun is alive.