Paroles de A Clockwork Apocalypse

Land of lost, mysterious and plain The place so arcane and so strained Risen from the ashes of grace Slaves to the mortal crown The lords of the cold and decadent ground Decomposed generations... All consuming Welcome to this counter-clockwise evolution party of collapsed quality Armageddon sun is colder... The dead weight of my soul A burden of my frozen heart The pulse of demise, a few heartbeats away Echoing flat-line silence that will stay Ending miles of radiant smiles Detach your holographic self Fragmented dreams the world shall befall Shallow graves in blistering surface Permafrost era overdrive All erasing phenomenon Hollow faces with a blistering surface Permafrost era overdrive A clockwork apocalypse The pulse of demise Time is ticking away, day after day Hollow faces with a blistering surface Permafrost era overdrive Mercury blood burning into the sulphur sky Armageddon sun shining, blinding bright white light Collapsed illusory order Consumable time gets older … Parasites in bias paradise We're the army of ignorance... Marching towards the dying paradise.