The Murder - The Absence

The gathering now of storms within

That whip and rip the stead, joined at the head

Dying to make ready for the deliverance to the land

The swarming devourers, the Murder

Here are the fortunes to tell

Of our demonic dreams the burnt fires of hell

Painted in black

The warmth is seething and moving all through me

Total

Annihilation

We are your masters now

I can see them coming down like rain in the streets

Soaking into everything

Like blood through cloth

Scratching limbs from wing and claw

All life will start to slow, and freeze into position

When the murder crows

With likeness to shades much deeper than dull

The infinite abyss forever holds

Total

Annihilation

We are your masters now

Crushing your premonition

Crushing your premonition

Towers fall into the fire

And razored hails of glass and steel

Brought down by stabs of rage without fear

Gashed hearts worked deep who refuse to hear

Here are the fortunes to tell

Of our demonic dreams the burnt fires of hell

Painted in black

The warmth is seething and moving all through me

Total

Annihilation

We are your masters now