Paroles de Instruments Of Destruction

Iron birds of fortune Adrift above the skies Cloudy revelations Unseen by naked eyes Flying tools of torments Will penetrate the sphere Erupt the rock of ages Bringing final fear * instruments of destruction Tools of powerplays It's a violent eruption Existence drips away What it really matter When nothing really counts Brave eternal darkness When you're drained of every ounce And when the nightmare's over The final from the storm To dust of all creation To ashes we transform * repeat