Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Murder, artist - The Absence. Album song Riders Of The Plague, in the genre Date of issue: 06.08.2007
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
The Murder |
| The gathering now of storms within |
| That whip and rip the stead, joined at the head |
| Dying to make ready for the deliverance to the land |
| The swarming devourers, the Murder |
| Here are the fortunes to tell |
| Of our demonic dreams the burnt fires of hell |
| Painted in black |
| The warmth is seething and moving all through me |
| Total |
| Annihilation |
| We are your masters now |
| I can see them coming down like rain in the streets |
| Soaking into everything |
| Like blood through cloth |
| Scratching limbs from wing and claw |
| All life will start to slow, and freeze into position |
| When the murder crows |
| With likeness to shades much deeper than dull |
| The infinite abyss forever holds |
| Total |
| Annihilation |
| We are your masters now |
| Crushing your premonition |
| Crushing your premonition |
| Towers fall into the fire |
| And razored hails of glass and steel |
| Brought down by stabs of rage without fear |
| Gashed hearts worked deep who refuse to hear |
| Here are the fortunes to tell |
| Of our demonic dreams the burnt fires of hell |
| Painted in black |
| The warmth is seething and moving all through me |
| Total |
| Annihilation |
| We are your masters now |