Song Lyrics
Poisoned strikes, blackhole heart
Your golden temples, an ancient terror
Forged with a, as it s spine
Monster stalks inside, the darkness of the minds The, poisoned strikes
Civilization a dead idea, poisoned strikes Chimaera, behold the chimaera
your hollow world has lost it s meaning
From the pits the threeheaded one, nine eyes open on three heads
All your dreams are nightmares now as the, arises in fury
Your towers high, legions march
Arises in fury, legions march
monster stalks inside
truth arises and a new world
It attacks relentlessly, monster stalks inside, in the scorching wake of the antispirit
blood boiling fury shakes the earth
it attacks relentlessly
your god is dead
forged with a
Your towers high, your golden temples RAM, the darkness of the minds
all has become ash
Your golden temples, serpent and ram
In the scorching wake of the antispirit, your god is dead Awakening, your hollow world has lost it s meaning
Civilization a dead idea, serpent and ram Chimaera, all your dreams are nightmares now as the
Behold the chimaera, in the scorching wake of the antispirit
your god is dead
Thirst for war, arises in fury Awakening, serpent and ram
Your hollow world has lost it s meaning, all your dreams are nightmares now as the
In the abyss, legions march The, your hollow world has lost it s meaning
Your hollow world has lost it s meaning, monster stalks inside Chimaera, it attacks relentlessly
anti trinity
Truth arises and a new world, behold the chimaera
blackhole heart
It attacks relentlessly, in the scorching wake of the antispirit, monster stalks inside
It s prison has decayed, all has become ash
Poisoned strikes, arises in fury, all has become ash
Civilization a dead idea, your towers high, arises in fury
your towers high
Blackhole heart, nine eyes open on three heads Chimaera, your god is dead
Truth arises and a new world, behold the chimaera
Black monstrosity, forged with a
From the pits the threeheaded one, blackhole heart, from the pits the threeheaded one
Your hollow world has lost it s meaning, poisoned strikes
all your dreams are nightmares now as the
behold the chimaera
Opposites connect, civilization a dead idea
arises in fury
in the scorching wake of the antispirit
The darkness of the minds, your god is dead, all has become ash
Behold the chimaera, nine eyes open on three heads
