Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oceanus Procellarum, artist - Necronautical. Album song The Endurance At Night, in the genre
Date of issue: 14.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cacophonous
Song language: English
Oceanus Procellarum |
Long before the peace of tyranny |
There was a legend from the age of myth |
Then I was a worthy enemy |
Not this wretched husk of regolith |
A cast off in his shadow |
Even then consumed by jealousy |
I sought to rob him of his pride |
The wealth of self-assurance sickened me and I pledged to see his name decried |
I, Apothyon, live to challenge thee! |
His countenance flared wild |
The arrogance of my decree |
I come to storm your solace |
I am the wind of progress |
He laughed and feigned disinterest |
Thus began my annals of decline |
The shame of my defeat |
Was cast across my face |
A testament to change |
Reveal the means to our final outcome |
With scars written in stone |
Oceanus Procellarum |
My well of hatred carried me |
And brought our bodies close enough for blows |
Fuelled by interstellar animosity |
The balance ruptured and the orbit closed |
Our atmospheres ignited |
My wrath had reached escape velocity |
But felt upon him like a sickly child |
My every effort was futile |
Deflected by its greater forces |
His retaliation shook my all |
Stripped bare to the core |
Pieces of me were scattered away |
Into the furthest reaches of the night… |
The giant impact the beckoning end |
To lift the veil for evermore… |
And in the flash was knowledge |
All life is meteoric |
Worlds fail and break their promise |
I challenged death and was renewed |
The shame of my defeat |
Was cast across my face |
A testament to change |
Reveal the means to our final outcome |
With scars written in stone |
Oceanus Procellarum |
Wounds coalescent transcribed the reform |
From mark of the vanguished |
To heart of the storm |
I took it upon me |
I made it my own |
I have written your end in the stars |
So let it be known |
These billows of anguish |
I brought forth to obscure |
The remnants of your pitiful works |
For all shall be pure in the final eclipse… |