Ghost Voyage - Under the Broken Skies | Текст песни

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• Ghost Voyage
• Under the Broken Skies

Buried, deeper in this void
This smothering darkness and velvet forms of demise

Frozen, deeper in time
To haunt from beyond the foundations of life

Searing the earth beneath my feet, my tired, burning feet
Traveling through lands of death and misery

Laying down on the broken soil
What is deserved by these creatures, these abominations of life
Drowning in deep sorrow as the mercy is revealed to me

The time has come! The time to rid the disease
To purge the unclean of their filth
We are all chosen under the broken skies

Offering myself as the beacon of guidance, the light for the lost
I alone am the one to see, behind the masks of their treachery

The time has come! The time to rid the disease
To purge the unclean of their filth
We are all dead under the broken skies