Letra da Música: Discarnate By Design - At The Throne of Judgment

[Chorus]
For every casket contrived,
There was a life prepared for its abode,
But now the ground holds the living,
How shall this work?

[Verse 1]
In the ground,
Beneath the soil,
Her Feral will to live,
Exceeds her.

As she realizes,
In this apalling pastime,
She was nothing but a pawn.

A simple murmur,
Admist the dawns -
The dawn of Being,
a time for believing.

Oh,
How the night,
Reminds me of my shadowed thoughts.
My malicious plot.
Unveling to me
What redemption
I had previously lost.

[Chorus]
For every casket contrived,
There was a life prepared for its abode,
But now the ground holds the living,
How shall this work?

A ghost she becomes
Without a home
She is bodiless and doomed

[Verse 2]
In the ground,
Beneath the soil,
Her Feral will to live,
Exceeds her.

As she realizes,
In this apalling pastime,
She was nothing but a pawn.

Remember me?
Twisted lady, I hope you regret everything sincere,
As I hammer, try to cohere.
Your indifference is my motive to make you suffer.
I hope you'll enjoy this velvet cover,
You'll die just like all the otheres.

[Verse 3]
A simple murmur,
Admist the dawns -
The dawn of Being,
a time for believing.

Oh,
How the night,
Reminds me of my shadowed thoughts.
My malicious plot.
Unveling to me
What redemption
I had previously lost.