Dodheimsgard Sonar Bliss Lyrics

Sonar Bliss Lyrics

I'm the scenery of vendetta

Mind and soul

I'm the shapeless
victory

Order and suppression



All in the tower of the
virgin

Triumphant in a pale gray light

In despire of how to deal
with it

A sweet, turbulent intoxication



Rapidly I yearn to
bare the mark

In a tragic understatement of the lions force

A tribe
who's independence is no longer

Disturbed by the ragged interception of
happy thorns



As I face the whispering

I answer to the
master

A biochemical trembling

Voices in my head



And
thus I appear with wakeful eyes

Trust insight

A tedious dramatic
implant

Like swollen iron feeds itself,

Longing for the moon



Unbreakable and unborn

Sifting the contents of the surface

A ceremony of killers

A scorched fucking snale



In
postures of gold

That might be recognized

But as long as there are
shelters

You'll always find yourself detained



A huge
defenseless atmosphere

Wretched and toiled for centuries

Is ever so
tender as long as we're alive

For it is with great wealth that I, declare
this



Flapping wings, tired monster

Ruthless in folly
frames

Attempting gaiety upon sinister forces

All within, we will
win...