Ruins کے بول

I await the beastly sun Further down the shore, washed up in scum On a bed of corrosion where the shadows engulf you Life demanding pestilence and tyrant antics Days and nights pass in desolation..... Juxtaposed creatures of the night Acid nation beneath fullmoon blight Appearing before our eyes, a scarred city in ruins Glowing the sky with six horns, the devil incarnate And reminding the weak that their turn hath shown