Paradigma Terra Mater
Spring... Writhe Autumn... Rise Twilight... Begin Decay... Thus bring Disharmony their son The blackening of the sun Betrayal begun Disoriented creed, all past begone Darkness can't hide them From our moonlight gone black It's born again The beginning of the end Our forces must blend Our lives to expend Disharmony has won The blackening of our sun Cleaning operation has begun Disoriented creed is soon gone Cold winds... Rise Past life... Writhe Parasites... Die Terra Mater... Lives
