Behemoth - Dysnomia

From the roots of this

withered world, A great

beast of terror will shatter

the ground Created from

distrustful words.

Born in

a cradle of primitive fears.

Awake… Make your roaring

be heard through the land

Cover it all with a mantle

of dark Ashes abound in

your lugubrious breath

Black emanations that

poison the air

Spread your disease As all

mankind falls In a spiral

of death, To never emerge

You threaten Continuity

of life.

You’re the eraser

of existence

Spread your disease As all

mankind falls In a spiral

of death To never emerge

And when your thousand

arms Reach this expiring

landscape.

All falls apart

All turns to black