ترانه:
Unearthly Trance The Trident

Let all matter decay so the filthy horde can starve Serve them all justice. let them all kiss their death machine. If will is delirium then a shield

The might of demon inside the bloodshot eyes Blood drops of sorrow from the sword of the illumination Grim cold machinery Enemy of I, firebrand Dissension

This is where the unbelievable is ordinary I crawled right inside Made 418 branches out of 3 lines Saw the lights in the sky and left but it was all

Fast forward those eyes To see decreptitude And make sure you don't need a clock to tell the time Witness the corpse prepare for something real Rewind

It all leads to that unexpected coma canyon All rooms are filled with liars and there is always a misplaced stolen shotgun somewhere the hourglass emits