Draconian - Dead World Assembly Lyrics
Ghosts with gentle voices, calling us never to wake, And we see another nation rising from the ashes... Soon to unearth what we cannot escape, As timre draws near for all of usMake amend, dear tyrantAnd be my ominous companionThrough horrors' eye we'll seek vision lost to the sheep; Rapt and fitfully chainedHear the trumpets' sound! The angels of discord are gathering; Such beautiful faces, such poisonous tongues; A dead world assembly... Into the world you brought me, And after your world you wrought meWith a finger to your mouthAnd I lost myself in the sea; Carrying the waves of timeThere's nothing to believe, And you ask me why I grieveMake amend, dear tyrantAnd be my ominous companionThrough horrors' eye we'll seek vision lost to the sheep; Rapt and fitfully chained"Earth raised up her headFrom the darkness' dread and drearHer light fled, and her locks covered with grey despair"Hear the trumpets' sound! Our empire stifles and crumblesThis terrible loss will generate us, Gone from this dead world assembly... Here is the voidHere is the cross we carry with usThrough this dead world assembly
