Panzerfaust - The Suns Of Perdition - Chapter III: The Astral Drain [Full Album 2022]

Lyrics to The Suns Of Perdition - Chapter III: The Astral Drain [Full Album 2022] by Panzerfaust

Tracklist: 01. Death-Drive Projections 02. The Fear (Interlude) 03. B22: The Hive And The Hole 04. The Pain (Interlude) 05. Bonfire Of The Insanities 06. The Fury (Interlude) 07. The Far Bank At The River Styx Look forward to the wire Or wither on the vine There is no rest in our world And seldom prescience of mind Some men were born for the war, One way, or the other. Nature was the enemy, Unbeaten was the path On a road to nowhere In the eye of winter’s wrath. On this road to nowhere We were shit-eating dogs Who heeded the call of the wild. In the filth, in the rust And into the valley below. Where we pissed at death’s door He would tremble to take us. Those fucking dogs From that stygian rift Would steal the coins from our eyes And left us there at our end. If it were not for our fate alone, We would curse this place To the far bank at the River Styx. But outlaws roam the forbidden frontiers And carve their crest in the earth, With iron in their words. If it were not for our fate alone We would curse this place To the far bank at the River Styx. 08. Enantiodromia (Interlude) 09. Tabula Rasa Don't believe your lying eyes And not once consider what we have done Delight in your surrender Have you not heard of the greater good? Use this yearning to breathe free And use this time astride the grave Believe your lying eyes This is the truth we tell ourselves Don't believe your lying eyes Into thе light we will drag them all Delight in your surrеnder We'll all be scourged for the greater good Use this yearning to breathe free And use this time astride the grave Believe your lying eyes As we wipe away the horizon Tabula Rasa Nero fiddled while Rome burned Tabula Rasa This would be his final sin Tabula Rasa But in every face there is Nero Tabula Rasa When all paths lead to Rome Tabula Rasa All paths lead to Rome Tabula Rasa But a masochist will learn To never give in, never desert, never shy From the blood, and the bullets, And the shit, in the dirt, and in the mire This ground is holy Drag them Drag them Drag them Drag them all We tie the rope, which will hang us In wretched self-complacency Entombed in the cosmic quarry In pursuit of the sun Like shallow prey, for the jackals This is the final chance to utter the final sin In the flood or by the fire No one will be the wiser