Cancer of Wraiths - Oblivion

Sabbath in the mountains

Rust in the air

The blood is sacred here

The dimension tears

Down in the roots

Out of reality

Time is meaningless

Mild insanity

Chimera

The ship has departed

The threads fall apart

We wanted out

All threads fall apart

Truant killers

A cancer of wraiths

Who do not want

To climb up from

Their chicanerous trench

Long-lived gluttons cheering carnage

Escaping from freedom

The perfect failure

The threads fall apart

We want, We wanted out