End of all Times - Primordial
End of All Time (Martyr's Fire)
Is this all that we've been left
Broken oaths and betrayals
The empty words and dead rhetoric
Of my sold and broken culture
And I've said once before
That time heals nothing
And I feel like a wounded animal
In the dying throes
And I am near to death
Yet with teeth bared
Heels dug in the dirt
And the graves' rabid stare
Waiting for one last struggle
And if I have one (desire)
So will you mark my words
And gather your thoughts
Because I am about to eclipse my sun
As you collapse my star
And snuff out my flame
And reach out into the void
Well these might well be my last days
But maybe, just maybe
I'll take you with me
Because this is all I've been left
That broken oaths and betrayals
Empty words and dead rhetoric
Of my sold and broken culture