Caronte 歌词

Led towards the black light Through serpents corridors Above the formless dead skies In clouds of blight and tar I watched the worlds beyond them Their firmaments are flooded with blood The painful cry of dying gods Transfigured to fertile seeds Imploding the celestial nest As I walk down perpetual halls I have found where the angels bred And I set it on fire So the plague won't spread With burning feathers, I'll set the skies free The pillars made of bones The sealing made of flesh Their bodies hanging high Their chants in choking blood I saw them suffer I hear they mourn in despair I laugh as they rot I dance in their blood Oh, glorious joy! Their myths and dreams are torn away Their flames illuminate the sky (It's) the last dawn of man In fire