The Desolate (Enthrope)

Like a saint Voices fade This libertine feeds the melody That our silence prevails Last one to uphold This stagnant void peace Like Abel beneath Cain The lion upon its prey Just another violent way Rest assure, man will fall Beneath oblivions floor But even the lions roar Will die beneath oblivions core Disappear, the Desolate This is the way It all has to go Can I find the strain? For me to leave this void peace