Mörk Gryning - Sleeping In The Embers

Lyrics to Sleeping In The Embers by Mörk Gryning

The soil is black Fires are burning The dice is cast The mills of death are turning At the distance Something's stirring As death comes crawling near Hear the choir, hear it sing It's the chorus of our requiem It's a silence, forevermore Just one step more into the flames Mesmerized, we walk into the flames Only our bones will live to tell the tale Hypnotized we dance upon our graves We shall sleep in the embers First came the fire Then came the rain Hypnotized, we're dancing on our graves We shall sleep in the embers Now the flames lick our necks No turning back As the sun burns red A silence spreads Like an eternal winter solstice We shall hear it when we're dead And the gates were opened And the smoke filled the sky A storm of locusts Emerged from the fire And their king was the angel Of the bottomless pit The destroyer, the eraser Abaddon