Woorden: Destrophy. Rise of the Overman.

They bathe in the blood of Osiris
Painting the walls with their name
They war on the armies of tyrants
Yet nothing has changed

A fool's hope and we bear the cost now
No beacons to show us the way
For what we believed we are lost now
And nothing's the same

We are falling through the open
Can you hear them calling your name
How can anyone suffer this fate

The people have chosen
And all hope is lost
The titans are warring
No matter the cost


The crown of the old god
Lies buried in sand
Far beyond human
The rise of the overman

So say the serpents
"Forgive us our debts on this day"
Forgive them nothing
Blood and the life they betray

Suffer the way

Like oceans consuming Atlantis
The flame in the darkness will fall
The chosen awake and are rising
Beckon the call

We are falling through the open
Can you hear them calling your name
How can anyone suffer this fate

The people have chosen
And all hope is lost
The titans are warring
No matter the cost


The crown of the old god
Lies buried in sand
Far beyond human
The rise of the overman

The people have chosen
And all hope is lost
The titans are warring
No matter the cost


The crown of the old god
Lies buried in sand
Far beyond human
Arise - the overman