Lyrics Prehistoric Suffocation - Invicta

The ejecta cloud forms and fills the air with a thick molten dust
11.1 on the Richter Scale reshaping the Earth's crust
Visited by their reaper who burns brighter than a million suns
Countless waves of disaster will hit no matter where they run
135 Million years are gone in the blink of an eye
Their dynasties are shattered, no matter how they died
Millions of years of evolution but still no adaptation
From the raining fire, mega-tsunamis, and prehistoric suffocation

Lost in the shadows of time, no chance to dig their graves
Their lives preserved in stone, their death is served in waves
No way to prevent their catastrophic demise
The annihilation reigns on, until their end arrives

Escape is impossible, Hydrogen Sulfide kills each breath
The body count grows more and more, they can't escape their death
All life is ending without a warning, how will they survive
All life is ending without a warning; they had no chance to try
Shrouded in total darkness, the sun is blocked out for months
Stripped of vegetation and there are none left to hunt
Dry conditions cause a vacuum to suck in every flame
The giants are boiled alive; the giants have died in vain

Lost in the shadows of time, no chance to dig their graves
Their lives preserved in stone, their death is served in waves
No way to prevent their catastrophic demise
The annihilation reigns on, until their end arrives
Prehistoric Suffocation

What gives life can take it away a lot easier than we see
Shifting plates cause trembling quakes, massive waves, and eruptions
Meteor raining down for miles
Surrounding land is so hostile
Safety is nothing but a dream
Apocalyptic damage causes
Colossal kings enormous losses
In their fossils you can hear them scream
You can hear them scream

The ecosystem crashes down, the food chain links have snapped
Danger lurks in every direction and leaves the few left trapped
The survivors endure a morbid torture, their bodies slowly rot
Ambushed by an army that in no way could be fought
They had no wrath-ridden God to save them, or to leave them in dismay
Now their remaining evidence is encased on a display
No nuclear war can ever produce the sheer devastation
Although history repeats itself, we will be the next extinction

Lost in the shadows of time, no chance to dig their graves
Their lives preserved in stone, their death is served in waves
No way to prevent their catastrophic demise
The annihilation reigns on, until their end arrives
Prehistoric Suffocation