An Empty Gesture lyrics

Song information

Artist: December Moon
Album: Source Of Origin

Lyrics

I'm greeting my disciples, with a promise by my side
To raise this bloody kingdom
From beneath it's crimson tide..
My suffolk blood doth boil
To notions that hath been redeemed
For it is time to claim back
What was once this kingdom's dream..

The glory of wealth remains sold
The code of wisdom depends how it's told
For nature largely she receives, nor so is satisfied
In solitude, at the ruins of a shrine
The weak served the strong yet the blind led the blind
Where the will for penance is fullfilled..

I bid sentence welcome in it's paramount decree
For it is more deserving than the fleeting whim of dreams
That rest unnamed among the chronicles of kings
But the skirmish of repugnance carries on..

Subordinate knights of bone and blood
Of fear and cursed rule..
Who dares to view this foul regime
My throne, my mothers womb..
Behold the ways of mother earth
That burdens servile tasksm
My destiny does hunt me as my throne becomes my tomb..

Like a false lord who hath received
And renders nothing back

From fallaceness, from vain perplexity
Unprofitably I travel toward the grave..

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"Source Of Origin" album track list