Текст (слова) песни: Solitude Aeturnus - Plague Of Procreation

In the world of distortions
Procreation our doom
Images set before us
Weigh false in truth

Swords from other lands
Are wet with blood
An enemy invades us
The great plague has come

Leaders of the twisted sect
Backwards in their love
Bind upon terrors chain
Shackles of the prophets vision

The Plague of Procreation
The white satin blood
The Plague of Procreation
On Earth it is done

In a madmans deliverance
Destructions fire
This drive inside our veins
Only fools desire

Through shallow cities vast
Crying souls pray for death
Like ruins that never collapse
In the final face of regret
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Beneath The Fading Sun
Beyound...
Black Castle
Chapel of Burning
Concern
Days Of Prayer
Destiny Falls To Ruin
Dream Of Immortality
Elysium
Empty Faith
Eternal (Dreams Part 2)
Falling
Haunting The Obscure
Idis
It Came Upon One Night
Lament
Mental Pictures
Midnight Dreams
Mirror Of Sorrow
My Endtime
Never
Only This (And Nothing More)
Opaque Divinity
Pain
Pawns Of Anger
Perfect Insanity
Personal God
Phantoms
Plague Of Procreation
Seeds Of The Desolate
Shattered My Spirit
Spiral Descent
The 8-th Day: Mourning
The 9-th Day: Awakening
The Fall
The Final Sin
The Hourglass
These are the Nameless
Together and Wither
Transcending Sentinels
Where Angels Dare To Tread
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