Dawn of Relic - Nether Seas Boiling


Overture for the rising ocean 
As the humans drown 
To the poisonous wine of the earth 
When the Nether seas boil the flesh of blind 
and pestilent breed 

When the light of sun has fled 
and the last outposts of rue are torn 
wanion dark sets over the man 
Prophet dying cries forlorn 

Stones of Mnar are crushed 

Still I'm blind for what redeems 
From this painting of fate 
I still yearn to see and feel infinity... 

All these visions 
are painting me from inside 
All this wrath 
When the moonlense shivers 
Our blood shall be their wine.

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