LYRICS
作曲 : Christopher Paul Wiseman
The Battle of the Maginot Sphere
The Battle of the Maginot
An atrocity of lesser madness to the events foreboding
Gather beyond the bridges of the stars and valiantly charge onward
To intercept the beasts of hell that dragged their ****ing numbers here
To push their way through in a blood-red smear
Necessary action taken to the flood across the baseline
Crippled as we're coming forth with annihilation preparations
Blinding light erupts from the fleet of the cataclysm
Decimation, extirpation, immolation
Hanging by a thread inside the only means for our survival
Anxiety stabbing through my spine like a sewing needle
Pressure squeezes down to my bones
Blood boiling at the obliteration of those trampling our masses
As they're consumed under our final march
This is the battle of the Maginot Sphere
Vermin, your corpse will be a display of my disaffection
As its skin is stripped and the flesh is stretched
Your children died by my hands, and you soon shall too
Singing victory everlasting
I spot the vile bastard at the center of his fleet
I plead, I beg, I scream aloud, wishing for a fight on my feet
For I would flense the olive creature of all of his flesh
The very bodies of my own would be free from his mesh
Desire
fills my mind with overwhelming vengeance
(With him to blame), my soul is now a void
My heart a freezing vacuum
Trembling not in fear, I
Seek a means to an end
Listen to the silence
Ten million years of deep silence
And now whimpers and cries, not of birth, this is what we bring
A great crushing weight to push down youth and hope
Taking the sphere
This is the end, isn't it?
We will never stop
We will never die
The kingdom of the gods of death shadows over the ark