Becoming the Archetype - Immolation
Oh, the misery of my people.
I've heard them crying out.
Their lamentation.
The deafening sound of sorrow.
Clothed in anguish.
They've been enslaved for generations.
But now the time has come.
I will deliver them.
One fire burns within my soul.
Consuming all of the doubt in my mind and infusing my soul with purpose again.
Awake from sleep my chosen people.
Break the bonds of slavery and step out into new life.
Hear the word spoken through flame.
A fire that cannot be quenched.
More Becoming the Archetype's lyrics
Autopsy
Beyond Adaption
Construct And Collapse
Endure
Epoch Of War
Ex Nihilo
Fire Made Flesh
Immolation
Into Oblivion
No Fall Too Far
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| Title:Immolation
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| Submit by:HotLyrics Team
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