The Colours of the Beast
Tomas Lindberg, Jonas Björler
A hunger unleashed
Annihilating black
Born of crippling doom
In oppressive silence masked
Their truth carves a void
A night that never ends
Starving for the dawn
Ravenous, from nightmares born
In monolithic forms
Dressed in the colours of the beast
Stone flood
Into the sinister dawn
Cloaked in dust
The columns wavering
Words like guillotines
Clawing at your solid walls
On your darkness they feed
Phrases cut like sharpened teeth
Born of crippling doom
In oppressive silence masked
In monolithic forms
Dressed in the colours of the beast
Stone flood
Into the sinister dawn
Cloaked in dust
The columns wavering blind
Dressed in the colours of the beast