Darkane - Contaminated


Forgotten memories that touches our minds 
Painful splinters of a cold relief 
A humble bow in front of a war to come 
Species allied from the dawn of time 

Lie scattered on the brinks of hell 
Not more than a whisper, a sigh of faith 

Ascending hate outlines our path 
Into the precipitous oblivion 
Glorified acts of violence produces 
The foundation to our ruin 
Conditions are right 
Exclusively yours, not more than a whisper 
A sigh of forgotten faith 

Forgotten memories that touches our minds 
Painful splinters of a cold relief 
A humble bow in front of a war to come 
Species allied from the dawn of time 

Lie scattered on the brinks of hell 
Not more than a whisper, a sigh of faith 

Desolate planes, human destructive glory 
Lingers in the hollow remains 
Of a slowly penetrating anger 
We're tied up in darkness, helplessly bound 
Exclusively yours, not more than a whisper 
A sigh of forgotten faith 

Contaminated mind 
Creator of the growing fued 
Contaminated soul 
Creator of a conclusive war

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