At The Gates Spectre Of Extinction
[Verse 1]
Our will, impersonal, blind
A gulf at the heart of the world
Dark as the absence of light
Death as the absence of all life
[Pre-Chorus]
To touch the deepest depths
Through the denial of the will
[Chorus]
The spectre of extinction
Eternal in its rage
The reverence and the fall
The purity of our cage
[Verse 2]
The black depths of the cosmos itself
An impersonal nothing
Demonic contagion
Indifferent and immaterial
[Pre-Chorus]
To touch the deepеst depths
Through the denial of thе will
[Chorus]
The spectre of extinction
Eternal in its rage
The reverence and the fall
The purity of our cage
The purity of our cage
[Bridge]
Contagious, in life, in death
With cataclysmic force
The abstract is now weaponized
Into parasitic forms
Amorphous and surreal
As phantoms without face or shape
[Chorus]
The spectre of extinction
Eternal in its rage
The reverence and the fall
The purity of our cage
The purity of our cage
