Текст песни Abaddon Came Alone

Propositional to the fiend A martyr to the plan, a future king and queen Superficial beings heathen to the throne Once I was born, Abaddon came alone I have brought you there, hearing the voices isn't so bad They live inside, don't make them mad Hearing the voices of the dead When you break away from all thresholds When your (eyes, mind) awake (s) you let go of all