Exoria - Svart Crown

Exile

Exile

Exile

Exile

Chose suicide or flight

Exile

All hopes feeding the blight

Exile

Death is a sweet temptress

When time is right

I’ll welcome the darkness

This fool’s paradise

The Earth our sacrifice

Absconding

The dreams of ours, in chaos

Barren lands of ethos

Escaping

Humanity’s future

A bedeviled venture

Indisputable

We are our own saviours

Bound to merciless fates

To alien shores

Will we erase our slates?

Our legacy

Abiding rampage

Aberrancy

Eons of carnage

A vast cosmos of possibilities

Dwelling in humanity’s acrid pus

Our race and all of her absurdities

The key is lying within us

Unfair is the soul without ground

Rejecting the beauty they gave

Breathing the air through the wound

Absorbing the hostile spine of your land

Unfair is the soul without ground

Rejecting the beauty they gave

Breathing the air through the wound

Absorbing the hostile spine of your land