II. Metastasis (Primordial Grit) Lyrics


Howling sand

Wind of horrors

Crippling whirl

Of unseen pain

Clutch of oppressive terror

Vindictive and shapeless

I beg for reprieve

Born from ruins

In a shroud of glass

Etiolated

Dismembered by time

Howling sand

Wind of horrors

Churning vapors

Primordial grit

Crawl of desperation

Infinite and formless

I plea for release

Born from ruins

In a shroud of glass

Etiolated

Dismembered by time