VON
Single • 2015
It is the season of death The wicked hang from their necks The revolution will rise The fires burn in the sky No one will come out alive Invasion inside our minds The wolves they hunt through the night Their victims run for their lives The hands of death greet me warm The birth of darkness unborn The architects will destroy Welcome home to the void
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
In the darkest void they whisper madness they infect my dreams I've reached the gods dark nirvana in-trances me Lost my soul in an infinite darkness the devil inside controls my mind Possessed my life blackened my heart the dark I bleed From the gates it screams For we are free Once was never was iAm
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
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