Текст песни Lucian the Wolfbearer - Empty Vessels

The Face of the risen dead, A time of new day
Thundering the skies, The gods risen of decay
Fallen ones so grim, Molding reality of blight
Tales of withered hymns, Incantations bleed the hollowed black light

We bare no name, our conscious of risen decay
Damned the night, An empty vessel of light

The haunting of echos, risen from the deep
Shrouded by darkness, to sow what they reep
Gateways to the damned, barring all ties
Hidden astral worlds, don't look into their hollow black eyes

We bare no name, our conscious of risen decay
Damned the night, an empty vessel of light

Your nightmare have come true