Paroles de Pillar To The Pride Divine

Spirits infect these ruins A chill falls down the spine Work that has taken many moons Pillar to the pride divine A towering structure Painted red by the slaves Symbol of the ruling impure Mortar tombs in place of graves An empire's people oppressed Losing their sanity The rulers fear the obsessed Ghosts of a morbid reality Fearing for life they cower Self-worth is no more Rebellion feared by power Mutilated to the core Rise, my liches Truly insane Rise, my liches Immortal with pain Submit yourselves to the fallen's might Useless to resist or fight