Desolation in Endless Times - Black Tusk

Alone with empty minds

A scheme a plan unwinds

Blank and vacant stares

Enter the abyss unaware

Unfold the master plan

Control the endless times

Your life, your every word

Nothing left unclaimed

In temples, no solitude

The wretched all consume

This fight, no good will stand

Your soul under command

No one bows and prays

Your shell castaway

Shadows he controls

The desolation of souls