At The Throne Of Judgement — Discarnate by Design lyrics

Lyrics

For every casket contrived, there was a life prepared for it’s abode,
but now the ground holds the living… how shall this work?*
In the ground, beneath the soil, her feral will to live exceeds her.
As she realizes, in the appalling pastime, she was nothing but a pawn…
A simple murmur amidst the dawn.
The dawn of being… a time for believing.
Oh, how the night reminds me of my shadowed thought… my malicious plot
unveiling to me what redemption I had previously lost.
For every casket contrived, there was a life prepared for it’s abode,
but now the ground holds the living… how shall this work?
A ghost she becomes, without a home.
She is bodiless and doomed.
In the ground, beneath the soil, her feral will to live exceeds her.
As she realizes in this appalling pastime, she was nothing but a pawn…
Remember me, twisted lady?
I hope you regret everything insincere.
As I hammer, try to cohere… your indifference is my motive to make you suffer.
I hope you enjoy this velvet cover… you'll die just like all the others.
A simple murmur amidst the dawn.
The dawn of being… a time for believing.
Oh, how the night reminds me of my shadowed thought… my malicious plot
unveiling to me what redemption I had previously lost.