Teksty:
From Ashes Rise Silence

Your goals hang in front of your eyes, but today you'll spend waiting, suffering. Your goals have turned into dreams, another year spent waiting, suffering

Beckoned to the frontlines, to ease the pain from starving stomachs. No floods of tears, no stench of death on the screen. Beckoned to dismiss, chosen

Etched in the woodwork, the faint histories, the private shadows of secrecy. Their lineage, their words tell us nothing. Their voices caress, and lick

A kick to the head, a punch to the face, a bat to your knees, an eye swollen shut. There's no free ride in this part of the country. No glory in this

The face of poverty, as willing subjects we all spectate your demise. You can wash away the filth but not the calluses that keep the devils down beneath

two flags fly in a blood red sky under the same sun flames roaring over shatter the silence bringing hell from above the end is nigh as you fall two

control the human lifes and we are here to get sacrificed humans will still rise from the ashes of the empire humans will still rise from the ashes

become alive - to haunt Messiah! To end creation's devastation, the senseless sacrifice She, The Weaver, weaves The Veil of Damnation! And out of the dark, Valkyries and Erinyes rising

die, you can feel as my heart slows down And to a sudden stop. My soul evaporates and leaves flesh and bone Rotting from inside to ashes and a new form