Celtic Frost Under Apollyon's Sun
The face of Nemesis Under pandemonium's heat Parched my yearning whisper In this world of deceit To lie, to cry, they die To drown in their well of sighs All their pain bears their name Ignorance dies by its own lies Tears of indignation Crying under Apollyon's sun In faith for love Underground, a dream apart Flesh from soil Disparate, no less the same Sift my tears The lasting spring We were raised to fade To deluge by carnal claims To lie, to cry, they die To drown in their well of sighs
