Assail The Creation letra

We are the wopshippers of plague
Well hidden in shadows we dwell
For so long we have waited for darkness to come
For a cure against mankind
For a cure against the flocks of sheep
We are his scythe
And deep we will cut
For we are called by a darkness for a sinister crusade
Our most secret wish - to bring ill into this world
Our most secret desire - for piles of flesh on fire
We stay concealed and unnamed

Torchbearer - Letras

• Assail The Creation
• At Takao River
• Battlespawn
• Bearer Of The Torch
• Burial Waters, Deepsome Graves
• Coffin-shaped Heart
• Dark Clouds Gathering
• Dead Children, Black Rats
• Death Meditations
• Dying Codex
• Failure's Dawn
• Faith Bled Dry
• Far Advance Closure
• Last Line Of Defence
• Penumbra
• Pest Cometh
• Sealer Of Fates
• Severings
• Shorespread God
• Sown Are The Seeds Of Death
• Swift Turns Of War
• The Aphotic Depths
• The Blunt Weapon
• The Momentum
• Thus Came Dying Unto Kaffa
• Where Night Is Total