Requiem Of The Apocalypse - Runemagick

Every dawn fades in misery and solitude

Weak flames on fragile candles fighting with the winds

The dead speaks with serpent tongues cold as ice

No sleep for the one who fall into the abyss, of desolation

Nocturnal requiem keeps the blood warm

The eyes of fire feed a dying soul

There is something unknown that soon shall appear

Time shall tell when blood dries

Requiem of the apocalypse

A new aeon will rise

When ancient time dies

Remains of the past withered plains

Can’t be repaired by any gods or magic

Soul suffocation can’t be the end

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law

Nocturnal requiem keeps the blood warm

The mirrors of desire feed a dying soul

There is something unknown that soon shall appear

Time shall tell when blood will unite

Requiem of the apocalypse

A new aeon will rise

When ancient time dies