aesthetics of a loss - heritage in ruins كلمات الأغنية

on a ledge of purest brimstone
on a high above the soil

awaken now from the deathless slumber
the time has come to strike

no concern for the wicked
no mercy for the weak

on righteous wings in arcs of vengeance
spew forth thy fire and cleanse

we erected here a temple
for your mercy wisdom and grace
bestow upon us oh ill-strious spirit
thy healing touch and grace

but our offerings
did not quench your thirst
and in ruins or heritage lies
the dreams of young now burns

at their hearts
at their faith
at their dreams
now strike once and for all

do binge in the projected accusal
in self righteousness
for h-ll hath no fury

now sleep again oh ill-strious being
go to deathless void

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