By the Docile Touch of Plummeting Skies

from The Reaction: A Higher Form of Killing by Nox Aeternum

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lyrics

Desolation feeds my vision in sleepless dead of night
Falling dreamlike motionless by this accursed sight
No hiding in the darkness whisper terror inside all ears
Devouring salvation - spoiled meat for hollow fear

When your righteous sky fell I was tempted by the night
You may have felt its morbid touch caressing down your spine
My senses grow dim as I am one with the dead
As radiance grows pale, to the ground I am fed

Panes of glass are shattering by lunar caustic law
Numbered, weighted and left wanting - feral night winds draw
Post mortal possession entranced the grand morbid delight
Myopic seed of sedition planted in the chest of might

He who takes this oath by land
Will swear to the God of truth
For these past troubles will be hidden from my eyes...

Restore these years which the Helminths have eaten
I come with a new name
The heart exploding - A pulsing putrid pile
Hear now the true word of Amon-Ra

Grand architect of the house and temple
Voice of the silent scorn
Anointed head - throne of Jupiter
Carved within idolatrous stone

O hidden one, king of Gods, lord of thrones...give breath to my wings