Lyrics Dialogue with the Dead - Diabolical

Dialogue with the Dead

Hours pass in the remnants of reality
Carry the burden of the forsaken souls
Buried deep in a wasteland
Beyond all dignity
The house of the fallen
Scorched by fire
A dead man’s words
Cogitatio et veritas
Penicillus et tabula rasa
Thoughts are creators of the world he said
Harnessing the power in a
Dialogue with the Dead
Sermo cum mortuis
Empty world devoid of leaders and gods
The outer chaos and inner conflict subsides
Let it go
The inheritance and truths of aeons crumble
Direction and focus
Channeling the surge
A dead man’s words
Cogitatio et veritas
Penicillus et tabula rasa
Thoughts are creators of the world he said
Harnessing the power in a
Dialogue with the Dead
In the dead of the night
The crippled growl in delusion
Let the wolves loose and open the gates to oblivion
The dead awaken and put an end to the illusion
Stroke of the quill
The thought and the will
A dead man’s words
Dialogus cum mortuis
Cogitatio et veritas
Penicillus et tabula rasa
Thoughts are creators of the world he said
Harnessing the power in a
Dialogue with the Dead
In a Dialogue with the Dead