Distant Lights / Sot Weed

Sinister evolution
Our unholy birth right stares off into the void
Shrouded by eternal night
We've all been practicing for this day
Yearning to close our eyes
Quick to embrace this mortal fate
Anxious to fall
Will you fall?
Plunge into fire
Who will fall?
Souls bathe in the mire
Realize this shell is rotting
Creation is left blank
Quick to embrace this mortal fate
Yearning to close our eyes
Purge this useless soul
Shed this rotten skin
We'll find rest in the abyss
And we'll dwеll in this abyss
Bodies house the disеase of life
Burn down this unholy shrine