Ísland Lyrics & Chords By Cult Of Erinyes

These are the spiritual forms of coma We have entered a new definition of tradition With wounds that cannot be cut Any deeper any wider Idiosyncraticunhumaninstinctsofman ...read more

Algae and plankton sporadically rinsed up effectively. Seaweed clad naked continents in green veils. From stardust constructions, cells elusively. Rearranged the scenery in numerous...read more

Here there is no god, he is ground to dust In the death machine of industry The iron hearse sent on bitter tracks to the Gulag Suffering forged between the hammer and sickle ...read more

Grey blood of ancient dressing stains the skin of the elder ripe ...read more

I've walked thousand miles and I didn't move at all I've found thousand paths and I never knew where to go I've never been allowed to breathe the sweet winds of Carmel can't you...read more