Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Desolate It Mourns Before Me , by - Monotheist. Song from the album Scourge, in the genre МеталRelease date: 15.03.2018
Record label: Prosthetic
Song language: English
Desolate It Mourns Before Me |
| Light |
| Illuminates the sky |
| Vulgar rays spread like snakes slithering |
| Upon the fleeting clouds |
| The time has come |
| To tame the elements |
| And place the reigns upon nature |
| Hands reaching toward the heavens |
| To bring them down |
| A cabal of intellect gathers |
| Arrogant hearts and ambition fomenting |
| A plague of astonishment blooms |
| A bitter flower shedding putrid petals |
| Cutting the air in their salacious sway |
| They sing a whispered song, virulent |
| Heralding the demise of all things |
| The mental gifts bestowed upon My children |
| Lead to unceasing greed and destruction |
| Their machines facing the welkin |
| Babel’s tower reconstructed |
| A bitter flower shedding putrid petals |
| Cutting the air in their salacious sway |
| They sing a whispered song, virulent |
| Heralding the demise of all things |
| Behold the stalwart figure of metal and wire entwined |
| An infernal image of mangled sinew and ligaments |
| An unsightly creature indeed |
| With this they aim to conquer creation |
| These gluttonous fools, feeding themselves with the blood of their brothers |
| Will watch the sky fall and demolish all that ever was |
| A beam of light shot into the sky |
| The fulgurant Judas kiss |
| A treacherous kiss once again |
| And like that fateful night of the past |
| Recompense is wrought swiftly upon their heads |
| They are but insects pushing against the celestial heel |
| Waiting to crush them into the dust from whence they came |
| The earth uprooted, the heavens torrent unrestrained terror — |
| Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide |
| And their blood shall run on the streets for the dogs to lick |
| Slain bodies, carrion for the crows' feast |
| Now lays there the land, bereft of fools' mockery |
| Desolate, it mourns before Me |
| A bitter flower shedding putrid petals |
| Cutting the air in their salacious sway |
| They sing a whispered song, virulent |
| Heralding the demise of all things |