Oblivion کے بول

Awakening from a thousand years of sleep My garden poisoned by a selfish blight Drunk on avarice, full of spite Far from grace you've fallen All I gave You desecrate Only humbled When it's too late I turn the page on this curse they call Humanity As I tear the Sun from the sky and cast you all to Oblivion Feel my hand, sweep across the burning sand My locusts swarming As I descend, spreading sickness on the wind I'll breathe no warning The Earth will shake The seas will rage The winds will roar Howling nevermore I turn the page on this curse they call Humanity As I tear the Sun from the sky and cast you all to Oblivion Oblivion Tempestas Siccitas Languorem Quassum Terrae I turn the page on this curse they call Humanity As I tear the Sun from the sky and cast you all to Oblivion I turn the page on this curse they call Humanity As I tear the Sun from the sky and cast you all to Oblivion Oblivion