through thousand razorages i carried the mark
of yet another thousand tragedies
we are the chaosdeath warriors
spat from damnation's feverthorndreams
the glorious plague is ours !
...fed by the warslut's travesty
the mark that, in rapture and pain,
once bejewelled the skyslave's robe
a lightshroud woven of embers and scars
ever to burn, fever to bring...
perihelion...
slaughtered 'neath the horizon's whore
we..we kill the stench of heaven..we kill...!!
1 | Towards A Twilight Kiss |
2 | Intruder |
3 | Slavesun |
4 | From Ebony Skies |
5 | Through Ashen Meadows |
6 | Sylphlike |
7 | How To Eat a Scythe |
8 | Crystalthorns' call |
9 | Of Beauty's Embrace |
10 | Stormchild |