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lirik lagu scimitar - shadows of man ii: cataclysm

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raise the h~~ry monument on the cliffs by the sea
hew the kingdom’s myth into slave blood sl!cked masonry
feed the smelting furnace with the stunted, coveted tree
forge brittle iron into quick rough weaponry
cut apart the sails and wrap the wealthy dead
grind up the grain stores and bake it into bread
net the mountain rivers and throw refuse in the streams
slaughter the live stock to serve the royal feast

a dull sun rises over twilit cities resting smug in their opulent walls
wealth in denial and denial of wealth
as their mirrored shadows justly fall

these shadows they fall through the night
on this decadent island kingdom
why heed the fate of the elders? their monuments dot the sands

now the turgid ague of a looming deficit
settles amongst the folk of the land
their livelihood chokes on its own waste
and their children wistfully gaze from the sands

at shadows that fall in the night, on this decadent island kingdom
unheard, the call of the elders, whose works decay in the sands
the shadows they fall in the night, on this evil island kingdom
now heed the fate of the elder race, their monuments dot the sands
suffer, the raving hordes insatiable
suffer, the bursting civil pustule
suffer, the rising merciless sea
suffer, the tardiness of death

shadows, shadows of man

a dark moon rises over piles of detritus
strewn across the kingdoms demise
slavering cannibals gnaw on the dead
and the destitute pierce the air with their cries

under shadows that fell in the night, on this desolate island kingdom
embrace the fate of the elders whose works decay in the sands
shadows fell in the night, on that evil island kingdom
for akin to fate of the elder race their monuments dot the sands

raise the h~~ry monument on the cliffs by the sea
hew the kingdom’s myth into slave blood sl!cked masonry
feed the smelting furnace with the stunted, coveted tree
forge brittle iron into quick rough weaponry
cut apart the sails and wrap the wealthy dead
grind up the grain stores and bake it into bread
net the mountain rivers and throw refuse in the streams
slaughter the live stock to serve the royal feast


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