OBLIVION Songtext
von Soft Vein

Catch your breath at the door
Open wide, Oblivion′s jaws
Roaring waves, fading sky
Nothing ahead, all is behind


Rising sea, smell of death
Taste of copper, spray of red
Hail of steel, hell rain down
Iron and fury, light and sound

Sky of grey, cold and callous
God of death, high in his palace
His sweeping blade, stinging malice
Reaps its harvest in the shallows

See her face, reach for her hand
As your memory stains the sand
A great black ship carries you home
To find your place among the stones