Dusk approaches as snow starts to fall
Our village slowly being covered in white
The moon right above us
An odd stench emerges from the crisp night
We must travel into the dark
Heading deep into trees
Thoughts of death racing through our minds
Images of Our Home ablaze
We Will serve revenge
Their payments will be in blood
Our Transformation has begun
No longer human
Forcing to see ourselves
To see what we've become
Soulless factions of life
Thoughts of death racing through our minds
Images of our home ablaze
The Reach of death is our only escape.
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This is my favorite metal album of all time. The only bad thing is that the vocals are somewhat buried in the mix. Otherwise, the record perfectly blends a mix of metal genres with excellent songcraft. A record you'll listen to again and again. The Real Nick House