Terminus Songtext
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Terminus Songtext
Here he comes
The serpent
The force
To squeeze out the indifference
To end the thirst cause
Mother earth will drink her children′s blood
Now there's a scar on the sky and it′s bleeding
It's pouring down on us
Who carry all the guilt
Cause everything we built
Is burning down under our watch
Now it's time to count the wicked
And the gracious every soul
Measure every ounce of flesh and bone
Given to the soil
You gave back the sword you got
By the grace of God
Cause the blade′s too blunt
Thinking your fate
Is to slay your foes
With the weapons of your own
Father forgive them for
They know not what they do
Reveal your verdict
Unleash the tides of doom
We knew this day would come
The deadweight finally drops
The new genesis we′ll be left out of
Father forgive them for
They know not what they do
Reveal your verdictum
Unleash the tides of doom
Release their burden and
Drench them in your grace
They will know what they did
Once it's one second too late
Riders gather over the hill
To formulate the sacrifice
For the antichrist in the form of
Plagues of pestilence
A whole planet in panic
Every mortal short of breath
Conquest, war, famine, death
The scythe of Thanatos slowly swings
You know there′s no surviving this
The serpent
The force
To squeeze out the indifference
To end the thirst cause
Mother earth will drink her children′s blood
Now there's a scar on the sky and it′s bleeding
It's pouring down on us
Who carry all the guilt
Cause everything we built
Is burning down under our watch
Now it's time to count the wicked
And the gracious every soul
Measure every ounce of flesh and bone
Given to the soil
You gave back the sword you got
By the grace of God
Cause the blade′s too blunt
Thinking your fate
Is to slay your foes
With the weapons of your own
Father forgive them for
They know not what they do
Reveal your verdict
Unleash the tides of doom
We knew this day would come
The deadweight finally drops
The new genesis we′ll be left out of
Father forgive them for
They know not what they do
Reveal your verdictum
Unleash the tides of doom
Release their burden and
Drench them in your grace
They will know what they did
Once it's one second too late
Riders gather over the hill
To formulate the sacrifice
For the antichrist in the form of
Plagues of pestilence
A whole planet in panic
Every mortal short of breath
Conquest, war, famine, death
The scythe of Thanatos slowly swings
You know there′s no surviving this
Writer(s): Attila Nagy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com