Proxima Centauri Songtext

von Ancient

By foreign shores we tread our way
No clue of what's beyond
A lurking threat unknown to man
An ancient force of prey

Through time and space we travel on
Our curious natures grow
An evil, dark and frightening place
Where no man should dare to go

"Ave aquevale... for the nepture towers subside"

We unlock doors unprepared
To face the horrors far beyond
As feeble speaks of dust
We boldly linger on and on

Our souls will burn with flames so high
And vanquished we will be
For we are merely strangers
Int his void of misery!

Crushed and bucthered, drained and slayed
Our souls forever scream
Engulfed and severed, tortured and maimed
With no hope to be free!

Anguishly crying, not able of dying
A curse no one can tell
Forever stranded and abandoned
Our souls will burn in hell!

"Liberate tute me, ex infernis"

We hear our cries
We know our lies
The punishment is due
Beware and fear, that which is near
And face the world's demise

So far yet close this hidden evil
A scythe reapong souls
A broading unportrayable death
Will swallow all mankind

We have not seen the face of death
And hell is just a word
The truth is far much worse and vile
Our existence, too absurd

"The fatal verge of no return, now breached beyond restraint"

How many times must our souls cry
Before we finally learn
We face what power is out of reach
Until we crash and burn!

A warning's given us
Remain on our home soil
For furious Proxima Centauri
Will shred this mortal coil!

...shred this coil!