ニッケ - MO’SOME TONEBENDER

You shall be cast down Before even dreams were dreamt of There existed misery Epitome of gods and men alike Tormented as they struggled Amidst chaos, twisted be

Descent of the flames Like the joining of two mighty seas The star stream of darkness meets The paleness of dawn Shattering the backbone of night From the horiz

A SLOW March TO THE BURIAL Black painted hearse idles slowly Procession follows at a morbid pace The pallbearers steady in their March Befitting this most sacre

THE WREATH (instrumental) !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!