Centuries (In Agony)
Daylight breaks to the toll of the mourning bell
Dead man's harvest, a living hell
Tools of rust, their sickles reap
Crops of filth and fields of disease
Smoldering ashes on horizon
Fathers bury their children
Pestilent vermin breed like rats
Gripping the throat of prosperity
Clad in faceless mask for centuries
Grim damnation be thy name
Havoc wrought on hollowed masses
Eradicate from the plane of existence
Ages lost to darkness
Toiled blackened seed
Bottomless trenches infested
With the remains of innocence
The cold breath of annihilation corrupts and dethrones
Insanity's catalyst, consuming the marrow of life from their bones
Blight hangs over the land from which nothing prospers
Chaos unleashed, entwined in darkness for all time
Smoldering ashes on horizon
Fathers bury their children
Pestilent vermin breed like rats
Gripping the throat of prosperity
Writer/s: DERIK CHARLES SMITH, JAYSON ANDREW CESSNA
