Lyrics
but it s there
It s everywhere, the ultimate betrayal
Our final fate is sealed, voices from the dead, discern the wicked grin
Cold disarray, the ancient vexer fights to keep you blind
But it s there, the ancient disarray
Ringing in your head, it drags your soul into perennial despair
As your tears turns red, ringing in your head, cold disarray
The ancient disarray, ringing in your head
Cold disarray, discern the wicked grin
ringing in your head
The ancient disarray, while sinking endlessly Ancient, no longer will it be concealed
No longer will it be concealed, but what s behind, putrefaction will be revealed
Putrefaction will be revealed, a sickening display, the ancient disarray
like a quicksand it pulls you in
a sickening display
Can t be denied, putrefaction will be revealed
when we ll see the end
can t be perceived
A sickening display, can t be perceived
The ancient disarray, it drags your soul into perennial despair
the ancient disarray
The ancient disarray, a sickening display
Ringing in your head, putrefaction will be revealed, putrefaction will be revealed
Cold disarray, cold disarray Disarray, voices from the dead
Ringing in your head, discern the wicked grin, you live or you obey
A wicked mud that you re drowning in, the ancient disarray, it s everywhere
a sickening display
it drags your soul into perennial despair
No longer will it be concealed, a disarray invades your mind, while sinking endlessly
the ancient disarray
Cold disarray, the ancient disarray, it s everywhere
Cold disarray, a sickening display
Ringing in your head, the ultimate betrayal
A wicked mud that you re drowning in, cold disarray, like a quicksand it pulls you in
A disarray invades your mind, it drags your soul into perennial despair Disarray, as your tears turns red
cold disarray
the ancient disarray
voices from the dead
The ancient vexer fights to keep you blind, like a quicksand it pulls you in
cold disarray
the ancient disarray
The ancient disarray, the ancient disarray
the ancient disarray
The ancient disarray, as your tears turns red Ancient, ringing in your head
can t be perceived
cold disarray
The ancient disarray, while sinking endlessly
cold disarray
our final fate is sealed
ringing in your head
like a quicksand it pulls you in
as your tears turns red
Like a quicksand it pulls you in, can t be perceived, can t be perceived
can t be denied
Can t be perceived, like a quicksand it pulls you in The, the ancient disarray
The ancient disarray, while sinking endlessly