Written From The Trenches
Daemonlord
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It's raining embers on my head
It feels like I'm alone
The sense of time has gone all wrong, and now?
Bombs, gas, shrapnel and fire
With limitless barbed wire
An image of hell on earth,
That would shake the bravest heart
A thousand idiots - attack
A thousand idiots die
Bombs, gas, shrapnel and fire
With limitless barbed wire
Yet these waterlogged trenches
Are but a scratch on the earth
The sky is crossed by flocks of partridges
How come they're not afraid?
We, humans, die
Mountains remain
Composer not found.
Collaboration and review:
- The Era Of Satan Rising
- The Decline
- Sublime Forces Of Nature
- The Voice
- Train To Nowhere
- Written From The Trenches
- Where Rottenness Dwells
- Playing With Loss
- Nights Backbone
- Cut The Withered Flower
- Antarctica
- A Godless Prayer (Death Means Nothing To Us)
- Demonic Lord of War
- Driven by Darkness And Sorrow
- Net Of The Doomweavers
- In The Middle Of Infinity
- A Breath From The Chasm Within
