Ultha - Death Created Time to Grow the Things It Kills lyrics

[Ultha - Death Created Time to Grow the Things It Kills lyrics]

Born from lakes of shadows
Engulfed in mortal form
Remembering the gallows buried in fog
There’s no hope left
Why does anyone bother anymore?
Thousands of voices lament
Over wasted love and lives
While they prospect suffering
In a feroscious process they pledge loyalty
To death’s curse by questioning
Every move they ever made
Death holds dominion in scorn and laughter
Obey a sardonic еntity feasting upon
This drought consuetude mortals call hopе
Death created time, death created everything
Ostensible detractor you are the bottom
Of our shapeless souls

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