Ambience of the Dead - Valkyrja

The Children Wash Their Hands In Dust

Monters And Daughters Abolished Into Ash

Famine Sweep It’s Shadow Across These Naked Fields

Each Throne Stand Empty In Defeat

Ravished And Starved Bodies Becoming Prey To A Tide Of Merciless Flames

Birds Of Prey Sweep Through The Heavens, Bringing Down Fire

A Sight For Sore Eyes — To Behold The Life Aflame

All Into Nothing In This Dawn Of Every End

Now In Your Downfall — Where Is Your Pride?

What Is The Value Of All You Glorified?

All You Held So Dear Has Been Taken, Gone In Twitching Sepulchral Spasms

Ravished And Starved Bodies Becoming Prey To A Tide Of Merciless Flames

Famine Sweeps It’s Shadow Across These Naked Fields

Each Throne Stand Empty In Defeat

Birds Of Prey Sweep Through The Heavens, Bringing Down Fire

A Sight For Sore Eyes — To Behold The Life Aflame

All Into Nothing In This Dawn Of Every End

Now In Your Downfall — Open The Eyes

Welcome The Nothing With One Last Breath

And Enter The Fiery Jaws