Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Final Procession, artist - Purple Hill Witch. Date of issue: 26.06.2014
Song language: English
The Final Procession |
| Towards the black mass of an ancient galaxy |
| A funeral procession rides through realms of insanity |
| Aeons pass them, in slow implosion |
| Never to come back from the edge of reality |
| Down the spiral roads the malignant priest is on his way |
| Deceiving visions seduced their weary minds |
| To leave the world behind, but they could not be fooled |
| No crooked preacher could halt their heathen deeds |
| No abject graveyard could keep their souls asleep |
| Blessed by the deuce, their minds would never repose |
| An ancient omen once foretold that the evil will return |
| And all the sacred churches and temples will forever burn |
| An ancient omen once foretold that the evil will enrol |
| Once the wicked souls of the undead is buried in a black hole |
| Six lightyears under, the ritual has begun |
| Earth’s final spin around the celestial pole is done |
| Infernal fire, hotter than a thousand suns |
| Devours our mother earth, now they have won |
| Where right was wrong, a new black hole now is born |