'tis The Sound Of Tempest That Drowns Us Out Lyrics - Singles - Enochian Crescent

Raged and burned 

Longer than the stars in the sky 

The Fiend shall conquer 

Turn away your heads 

Blackened and shattered 

Terrible and sublime 

Man is the source 

Of his own downfall 

Splintered rock, Rise of the hurricane 

Break the bonds, Blood-lies of humanity 

Ride the Fiend, Sun-souled and soaring upwards 

There is no tomorrow, Just a burning tomb 

The madness has black eyes 

And flaming hair, wears a smile 

His kingdom, incandescent 

Brimstone and charcoal skies 

Mankind, its plucked out eyes 

And Rotten mouth, wears a frown 

Its kingdom, a whispering wind 

Mild breeze on the brow of the dead 

'Tis the sound of the tempest 

That drowns us out 

A cremation ground 

Ensnared and murdered by flames 

The protruding tongues 

Lick the smouldering flesh 

World is burning 

Afire and churning 

Alloces' alluring funeral fire 

Fure, the sound of the tempest 

The cry of the tempted 

Drown us out