Parade of the Wretched Songtext
von Auntsoot

In dark woods no one wears crown
None of us
Thus we kneel before past resignations
We′re carving trails, red in tooth and claw
(We're) Hollowed shades as triumphant as ruined

In maze we fail to lighten our burden, to enlighten our faces
This Plague is still in motion


We′re to blame for all the thorns we bear
These wounds are words
Rules of runes prevail
Sore and distressed souls
Hold the pace
Chaos is the air
All of us ignite old fires

Filled with rage
No matter how far we went, no matter how far we get
This Plague has done its odd work