Creation
Dictation
Destruction
Of life
Everyone that's died has died too young
Pale grey smog still sit on our city
I draw that shit in my lung
I conjure then I get dizzy
I open up my yami tome and I sip on my glass of wine
I flip through the pages so now I can stop the time
I can sit and ponder what the meaning is
This life of mine
I'm fine to wander
The necrovalley
Gravekeeper awaits
He's aware of what's at stake
Open the tomb my son
Protect it with your life
You are the chose one
A reflection from my knife
Everyone that's died has died too young
Pale grey smog still sit on our city
I draw that shit in my lung
I conjure then I get dizzy
Lankatron - Ysuran Auondril Lyrics
Lankatron - Ysuran Auondril Lyrics
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Creation
Dictation
Destruction
Of life
Everyone that's died has died too young
Pale grey smog still sit on our city
I draw that shit in my lung
I conjure then I get dizzy
I open up my yami tome and I sip on my glass of wine
I flip through the pages so now I can stop the time
I can sit and ponder what the meaning is
This life of mine
I'm fine to wander
The necrovalley
Gravekeeper awaits
He's aware of what's at stake
Open the tomb my son
Protect it with your life
You are the chose one
A reflection from my knife
Everyone that's died has died too young
Pale grey smog still sit on our city
I draw that shit in my lung
I conjure then I get dizzy
Dictation
Destruction
Of life
Everyone that's died has died too young
Pale grey smog still sit on our city
I draw that shit in my lung
I conjure then I get dizzy
I open up my yami tome and I sip on my glass of wine
I flip through the pages so now I can stop the time
I can sit and ponder what the meaning is
This life of mine
I'm fine to wander
The necrovalley
Gravekeeper awaits
He's aware of what's at stake
Open the tomb my son
Protect it with your life
You are the chose one
A reflection from my knife
Everyone that's died has died too young
Pale grey smog still sit on our city
I draw that shit in my lung
I conjure then I get dizzy
Writer: Nicholas Leo
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