Foul Gathering Songtext
von Undoer

Behold!
Arise for thee who carry the torch

You gave thine strings to them
And they called it "belief", this foul gathering
Our truth falls behind
The shade of false light

Why are we still expected to obey
To whom are we supposed to kneel?


A fiction created
Somehow reached so far
Still ruling our lives
With all the woes behind
This is your light now
A shade in this plastic Eden
None could get out,
No one even cared to

Empty beings, ignorant vassals
Turned to be our seigneurs
With nothing to gain and nowhere to reach
They just took control of our lives

A mob, a cult, a circus to fall
Their order shall fall sooner or later
They will fall
They will burn
And those will not prevail

No sane soul embraces this
Nothing from your lips matter a thing
Your words are nothing but a tale
Following some relics is following your own tail
Fight the lies, seek the light