Imperial Thanatosis
by Spectral Wound
From the album: Infernal Decadence
Duration: 7:50
Lyrics for Imperial Thanatosis
Echoed words once misheard Yet poignant all the same Legions marching onward singing: "Let an impure blood flow in our veins!" Let this be our cry Herald our dark desires Tremble, before the rising tide Tremble, this is your falling night: Half devil, half child You would presume to build this man of blood and soil But deny the tangled matter of edaphon and flesh? Deny the tangled matter on which it rests? Numberless like the sands of the sеa To wash away this whited sepulchre, this sanguinе myth Embrace your final thanatotic bliss Embrace your end