Timor Mortis Songtext
von Balmora

Make haste, cometh this way, insipid gollum you′ve made
Of hellfires not to be
He'll make good that you pay what sick debt whence you′ve amassed
What terrors shall thy gallows bring, the sullen moon, it seems to sing
O mother guilt, how she moves this way
Who hath served her torturous maze, blind as the sheep faithfully?
An interloper bred inside the gluttonous machine
Coiling, ravaging, insane
Despoiling, hemorrhaging, dark games
Timor Mortis holds no power, we're none but skin and bone
While the ache of Ignavos seizes a stranglehold
A sharpened entry through spaces now exposed
Awaiting the hour of mine own demise
These things are of no consequence
Deceiver, your heart in twain
Blood will have blood and soon shall seek thee Now pretend you're strong as oak, repeat the cycle
With dread you will look deep into my eyes of buckshot lead
No soul shall stand as lonesomely as thee
We have been double crossed
Timor Mortis holds no power, we′re none but skin and bone
This famine vast hanging vigil
Why must you speak our names?
Why must it be our names?
We have been double crossed
And weightless as I fall
A congregation gathers, the lowly maggot squall
They′ve come to view my reverence
Cursed Ignavos, shed your own
Coiling
Ravaging