Prophets of the Rising Dead piosenki

On the wings of failure I bear the weight of the world All my hope comes crushing down Like a ship on roaring seas Endlessly against the stream To never let my past release Pictures fading with the tides Just like the ones that i held dear Fr...

Azathoth Centre of the universe Bring us chaos and destruction Surrounded by eternal emptiness Immortal fire Harbinger of doom Azathoth Outer god, blinded one Majesty Armed with hate and sorrow Surrounded by grotesque obscurity Perpetua...

Den rechten Weg verfehlt Bin ich auf falschen Pfaden gewandelt Auf der Suche nach dem Sinn meines Seins Folgte ich tiefer den Schatten der Verachtung 

I see your face and all i recognize A mask you wear, faceless and petrified Inside my head Confusion spreads like disease Infect my thoughts Erode what’s left of me I’m searching endlessly for the burning flame that once lit your eyes Now the fi...

The end is real! I stumble onward through the trail of my last steps And watch the sand inside the hourglass collapse I try to focus but i’m moving back instead A view which circles overbearing in my head Why are we defending life not worth to live...

A sense of foreboding A dismal premonition’s born Smoke and dust heralding The most cataclysmic storm Today’s the day to spill your blood From the first to the very last Nowhere to run No place to hide Prepare for bloodshed The undead will...

Caught at the pulse of life No reason‘s left to fight Except the will to survive As far as i remember This battle This struggle This war a stillborn saviour Another dying soul Another fallen bids farewell Welcome to your chosen hell! Now...

In the sky crumbling shades Hiding us in endless decay Silent prayers crawl through the air Fill our lungs with the stench of despair Former believers Turn their faith into merciless hate Our dreams are lost Lost as this world Cold staring e...

Between time and space I walk through dust Led astray A place so unreal Pain even time cannot heal See the monuments fall And the rise of heretics Regression by progress Shadows made out of distress For there is beauty withered in our lives...

Arise Impurity Born in shadows of humanity Made of flesh Made of bone From the gutter to the throne Believe in me I‘ll take you to my dark dominion Built on the ashes of our sins Arise Divinity Veiled in light and purity Might abuse...