The Absence - The Murder

The gathering now of storms within
That whip and rip the stead, joined at the head
Dying to make ready for the deliverance to the land
The swarming devourers, the Murder
Here are the fortunes to tell
Of our demonic dreams the burnt fires of hell
Painted in black
The warmth is seething and moving all through me
Total
Annihilation
We are your masters now
I can see them coming down like rain in the streets
Soaking into everything
Like blood through cloth
Scratching limbs from wing and claw
All life will start to slow, and freeze into position
When the murder crows
With likeness to shades much deeper than dull The infinite abyss forever holds
Total
Annihilation
We are your masters now
Crushing your premonition
Crushing your premonition
Towers fall into the fire
And razored hails of glass and steel
Brought down by stabs of rage without fear
Gashed hearts worked deep who refuse to hear
Here are the fortunes to tell
Of our demonic dreams the burnt fires of hell
Painted in black
The warmth is seething and moving all through me
Total
Annihilation
We are your masters now