In the void beyond the stars,
The dark gods sit on their thrones,
Their power reigns supreme,
Their will carved in runes of stone.
The warp is their domain,
A realm of madness and pain,
Their will bends the fabric of space,
And leaves the cosmos in their reign.
The runes of the mechanical gods,
Are etched in blood and steel,
A prophecy of doom and despair,
That none can ever repeal.
In the void beyond the stars,
The dark gods sit on their thrones,
Their power reigns supreme,
Their will carved in runes of stone.
Their power beyond the universe,
Their reach beyond the stars,
The cosmic gods of steel and bone,
Their hunger will never gone.
The warp is their domain,
A realm of madness and pain,
Their will bends the fabric of space,
And leaves the cosmos in their reign.
The runes of the mechanical gods,
Are etched in blood and steel,
A prophecy of doom and despair,
The warp bends to their will
"Fear the runes"
Their wrath is eternal,
Their hunger never sated,
A thirst for destruction,
Their will forever fated.
The warp is theirs,
a tool of fate,
They twist and bend, all that they create.
Their power spreads,
across the stars,
The cosmic throne, their eternal scars.
The runes of the mechanical gods,
a language of death,
written in steel, and fueled by despair.
supported by 4 fans who also own “Runes Of The Mechanical Gods”
A mess of swirling brutal death, maybe somewhat more structured and therefor more memorable than other band that do this style, combined with a sci-fi horror theme. This slays for days. nathan breon