Where The Empty Gods Lie - Paths Of Possession

Awoke from the earth

A vengeance from the silent ones

Rise to the malevolence in his eyes for the right

Burning a path

Marching towards an epitaph

It lays fires in the wake of the destruction and the art

The art

The art, bow to the arrogance

Flesh gears start to turn

And the nightmare begins anew for you

So pray to the emptiness in the gods for your life

The art, beg for the punishment

In the grind

Ground into nothingness

Forced into hell, can you

Show them where the empty gods lie

Weak are falling prey

Smell the burning of the innocents

Captured like some rats, they are screaming for their lives

And out fro the gods

Comes the silent hand of nothingness

Doing nothing, saying nothing, where’s your faith now

Human ashes fall like rain

A curse for the empty gods, you are all a lie

Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell

Lost and alone you writhe

Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell

Lost and alone you will writhe

Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell

Lost and alone you writhe

Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell

Lost and alone you will writhe