Ancient Master by The Last King

You’ve seen the light of day
Bring forth decay
The world has shut you out you’ve known only darker days
The stench, the rot from which I lay

There is no way out, captivity is all you’ve known
You crave the smell of death
Adding to your collection one victim at a time

Carving their bones into ivory
As you look down from your tower of misery

Just take us back to that moment in time
Where the silence became solace
And the noise finally stopped

Scream!

We are a creation
From oblivion

Nihilistic behavior translucent thoughts
Feed my mind
To dismember this world
I thought I left behind

Flesh an bones
Will be my constitution
To turn this chaos driven world

The world has shut you out you’ve known only darker days
The stench, the rot from which I lay in

There is no way out, captivity is all you’ve known
You crave the smell of death

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