Amorphous Ice Structures Songtext
von Worship the Pestilence

Approaches with precise stealth
Wielding control of time
It′s excruciating and the pain will never end
From the house of shadows

The smell of death is the cloak that leaves
The horizon is a field of tears
It's feeding anguish
Her eyes glaring red

Amorphous ice structures
A new state of time and matter
His legacy of misery and agony
It′s just a sigh of our era


Devastate civilizations
With the warmth of your breath

Approaches with precise stealth
Wielding control of time
It's excruciating and the pain will never end
From the house of shadows

Thick red liquid
Stained with anguish
It's nothing more than his denial of transcendence
He became his own martyr
Under the collapse of his esteem

The smell of death is the cloak that leaves
The horizon is a field of tears