I turn and face the horde, bearing down upon me
I will stand my ground, I will never flee
Minions by my side, we are strong and mighty
Slaying every foe with brutality
Forces, swarm, rise, numbers are strong, meet my sword, fall one by one
Morale crumbles, weary and tired, realizing, all will fall
Legions surround me, seeking vengeance,
I give them one choice: Serve or die!
Corpses grinding underneath the gears of war, endless corruption is fueling the engines of death
Breaking their bones, tearing apart, devouring, consuming what lies in our path
Crushing their skulls!
I grow now in power, their strength becomes mine
I absorb their will, once meant for their queen
Our armies increase, as they join my side
Those who remain, shake in terror
Their essence, drained, given to me, choices made, power is mine
I become, a god in their eyes, once faithful to her see their folly
In distant lands, all shall hear of our conquest
None shall rise, lest they be damned
Corpses grinding underneath the gears of war, endless corruption is fueling the engines of death
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024