Cancer Of Wraiths کے بول

Sabbath in the mountains Rust in the air The blood is sacred here The dimension tears Down in the roots Out of reality Time is meaningless Mild insanity Chimera The ship has departed The threads fall apart We wanted out All threads fall apart Truant killers A cancer of wraiths Who do not want To climb up from Their chicanerous trench Long-lived gluttons cheering carnage Escaping from freedom The perfect failure The threads fall apart We want, we wanted out