Terra Caput Mundi's lyrics & chords

Fevered dreams came to him one night. Visions of a corpse upon a throne of gold. Of an inky, purple blot besmirching the night sky. Of dead races still traversing the stars. Of marauding green-skinned warriors wildly ululating to their primitive "godz". Something tied these intense vistas together. Eternal combat. War without end. The grim darkness of the far future. Terra Caput Mundi was conceived in M3/005 by Jared to converge two things quite dear to him: dark science fiction and ripping heavy metal. A lineup proved elusive, so in late M3...read more