Burial Bliss

[Verse 1]

Again these fires

Your necro civilization

Its debris he makes

Shadows from the deep call my name

You will not understand

[Verse 2]

The age of sickness

From beyond

The wasteland

Grave in fresh, clean material

I will leave you to bask in confusion

Our answer will remain justified

Run, now run around

The circles will not be broken

[Bridge]

A death of my own

Your necro civilization, its debris he makes alone

Shadows from the deep calls my name

Grave in fresh, clean material

[Verse 3]

I will leave you to bask in confusion

Run, now run around

The circles will not be broken