Lyrics Antediluvian - Magic Circle

Antediluvian

Primeval’s descendants of a thousand sires
Resign ip these knives in the wind
From industry’s fire
Endlessly spreading disease
I can hear them sowing
So illusory their motives… of devoted souls
Its a story seldom told
There the truth does lie
Let them give their blood for gold
The tides of change are drawing nigh
Oppressing labyrinth of a thousand pyres
Breathing fever from it’s wounds
Growing ever higher
On their knees the worker bees
I can hear them droning
Where there’s diamonds gazing down
Let me lay my bones
Its a story seldom told
There the truth does lie
Let them give their blood for gold
The tides of change are drawing nigh
And the interred pantheons call their offspring down
To reclaim their lost memories
Bow before forgotten crowns
Deep time rising
Apollo’s rays screen savage
Any hide they penetrate
Fur or flesh or armor
Tannin’s ascendance pervades now
Deep time rising.
Antediluvian