Relics - Morta Skuld

An act of fate we cannot stop

Accept the consequence

The land that time forgot

Upon the earth

This disease that feasts on man

Surviving from the past

As fatal visions blur

Mind of the future

To suffer our unknown fate

Life span now decreases

The darkness of war threatens

To engulf the land

Upon this earth

This disease that feasts on man

Victims are they of themselves

The path in which they choose on

Are past extinction we feed