Death Of The Meek

Best be prepared to meet your maker. Best be prepared to face your god. Justified unholy nightmare. Crucified of pride, you're robbed. . No escape, it's too late.

Done With Everything, Die For Nothing

Let me bring you down real easy. You've got no room left to run. So you preach over me like I will never know. Go on if they want you to. Just for your piece of mind.

Deprived From Our Graves

Right before your eyes, lays the prove to our existence. Faded as it is, yet our world is crying for it. Counting our last days, we shall never deny. The core of absolution that has led us to our end.

Death Noise

(M. Biedermann / L. Claypool). . Lightning bolts flashing Demon cries. Satan worries into the night. . Thunder roaring, no disguise. The world is ending before your eyes.

Dying Sun

By the powers vested in me. By the entity of choice. I pronounce myself dead. At 4:18 am. I am gathered here. To remember the deceased within me. . Last flames of the dying sun.

Disappear

Inhale. Breath inside infected air. Airborn cancer spreading everywhere. Starting to tear apart. Apart from flawless shell its in our hearts. Diseace that has been brought to a fine art.

Deadsong

The container of my soul was severed from my shell. At birth I was stigmatized by fires of hell. This hollow space inside is growing still. It's going for the kill.

Dead Reflection

End of days. Conclusive in many ways. Burned out and jaded. My blood has become feeble. Strength has escaped. I have been shred by rusty blade. My armor has failed.

Dichotomy

IN THIS HOUR THE TOWER SHALL FALL!. . Initially they rationalized. With FUTILE SPECULATIONS. Which brought about their ultimately. FATAL CALCULATIONS.

Dismantle

With unease have I slept these past months. Her stride burning bright the confines of my dreams. The sleight of hand unleashing this perfection. To such heights she will grow.

Deadworld Reclamation