The Warprophet Dreams Lyrics

The Warprophet Dreams lyrics

Under the constellations of ruin



Under the cruelest crescents to witness



They march with the pearly tearflow



following their path



Hollow troops of Yersinia pestis



Natures own misanthropic art



under the circle of the stars







The warprophet dreams



of triumphants of desolation



the dreamswarm of locusts



the armada of dragonflies







Natures gift



the sweet kiss



of the death elemental



Perfect design



for human demise



in the warprophet's dreams







"There they come:



the Assailants of tomorrow



In silent rows they ride



Wearing the emblems of sorrow



Despairs shadows falling



from their eyes



empty as their black hearts



Their armours hammered



from the fallen stars



This the bitter battalion



of retribution:"