Arrival of Coloss

They call themselves gods of the living
Architects that once kindled the flame of life
And created a chance to shine
Our blood is rot and filled with fear
So we made weapons to comfort the
Immortals of time and space

Fear of death has driven us towards life
And shall lead us to our salvations
World shall lie in ruins

Act of treason has the highest price to
Pay

Colossal tyrants of deathless heavens
Once again return as the year of harvest
Is upon us

No-one rests until the palace of tyrants
Blazes to ashes on the highest point of
The universe

Beyond 7th sector, where time stands
Still

Nest of the Titanic rulers, beginning of
Time

Ground zero of the last confrontation
We bow in front of might but just to
Raise up
And transfix their hearts with spears of
Forbidden light
Our flesh is weak and schematically
Defective
But in the end we are willing to
Sacrifice everything
For cause of our own

Fear of death has driven us towards life
And shall lead us to our salvations

The arrival of Coloss
A failed prototype in experiment of life
Freedom is only a whisper on the lips of
Aeolus

In this cosmic dream called life

Only death can awaken us