Iron Gate
Faetooth
4:02Spreader blight Depraved of light Parasite Entered the body Entered the body A thousand suns A soft face A fallen void In that cave (In that cave) What's grown has become Heavy and drops Drops from the sky Plagues itself with time Plagues itself with time A thousand suns A soft face A fallen void In that cave (In that cave) When the ending of light prevails All the saints discard their robes Let the locusts lap at their skin And regress into ether As flooding light unveils Hounds will unleash cries towards the moon The river's mouth unfurls We will wash ourselves anew Anointed with gas Stoking the flame An apocalypse, I am Unable to contain