Fruitless existence
Rings of saturnDivine otherworldly beings prepare for a detrimental invasion of another planet
An empire reborn, fabricated from the inhabitants neglecting it's utter importance
Hollow eyes pierce the soul with no remorse, an emptiness not of the mortal comprehension
The atmosphere, thick with the stench of decomposing bodies, entice my minion to kill
Bow to your true fucking creators
Bow to your true fucking creators
The odious, suffering the doom they have reaped
A fruitless existence
Ungrateful species of filth and corruption, we cast you into the void
Heavenly wrath upon the nefarious
Created to satisfy our growing hunger
They fade away, their extinction predestined
In place are celestial avengers
Who now gaze upon us humans
Erasure of degenerates by the celestial
Divine otherworldly beings prepare for a detrimental invasion of another planet
An empire reborn, fabricated from the inhabitants neglecting it's utter importance
Hollow eyes pierce the soul with no remorse, an emptiness not of the mortal comprehension
The atmosphere, thick with the stench of decomposing bodies, entice my minion to kill
Mais ouvidas de Rings of saturn
ver todas as músicas- Inadequate
- Parallel Shift
- Desolate Paradise
- Senseless Massacre
- Immaculate Order
- Servant Of This Sentience
- Hyperforms
- Infused
- Dingir
- End of Humanity
- Unhallowed
- Peeling Arteries
- Galactic Cleansing
- The Relic
- Corpses Thrown Across the Sky
- Final Abhorrent Dream
- Objective To Harvest
- Fruitless Existence
- Prognosis Confirmed
- Godless Times