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The Epoch of Wrath

from Art of Slavery by Insinistra

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We live in strange kind of Heaven
Feel nothing but somnolent pain
Legions of us
Live and die in vain

We’ve built our home in the wasteland
We live in some semblance of peace
Frightened by those who can’t stand
At the edge of the abyss

Ravenous scavengers, children of dust and mud
Sentenced to suffer, drowning in blood
Blood will be flowing, the last trumpet calling will fall
Even the pious obliged to crowl

We’re in the worst kind of Heaven
Where elders slaughtered by sons
Wasted your frail endeavours
Legions fall beneath the ones

Ravenous scavengers, children of dust and mud
Sentenced to suffer, drowning in blood
Blood will be flowing, the last trumpet calling will fall
Even the pious obliged to crowl

Ravenous scavengers, children of dust and mud
Sentenced to suffer, drowning in blood
Blood will be flowing, the last trumpet calling will fall
Living and dead will answer the call

Terror comes, here are those hatred ones to destroy
Everything you have done with joy
Tremendous ire, the venomous fire will rise
There’s no escape from inferno

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from Art of Slavery, released September 11, 2020
Music: Alexander Ponomarev, Maria Ponomareva, Dmitry Kudelin
Lyrics: Maria Ponomareva

Vocals, Orchestrations: Maria Ponomareva
Drums, Growls: Alexander Ponomarev
Guitars, Bass: Ivan Ilyin
Guitar Solo: Dmitry Kudelin

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