Songtext von Wings Of Eschaton

Rough colliding waves, forced to drown this world By a raging bluster, in consequence of mankind’s guilt With every further second, the ocean of unrest Slops over, over and over, certain death Colliding waves, forced to drown Under the wings of eschaton My pleasure I don’t know how long I was yearning For this era to come This is the era of deliverance I can see the void that lives inside myself Written in every face The void that livеs inside yourself For this era to comе I don’t know how long we were yearning Until the terminal breath in human history Until the last pulsation lapses into silence The wings of eschaton will whip up the sea To drown all of us in the ocean of unrest The autopurification of the planet is irresistible Welcome to the long awaited end, my pleasure The end of the human race Rough colliding waves, forced to drown this world By a raging bluster, in consequence of mankind’s guilt The wings of eschaton will whip up the sea