Lyrics Valley Of Dying Stars - Moonshade

Outstanding, the artistry of Death
In dire breaths of flame and brimstone
Fraught be the meagre fight we fought
Enthroned through dire needs of naught
Beneath the fallout, the lie of "self" lies
Bereft, soon to be gone

The radiance of a thousand suns
Burst at once into the sky
The splendor of the Mighty One
Towering above all gods
Inhumanity has won

Charon ferries in Humanity as one
Suffocating beneath Erebus' shroud
The failure to end all failures
Buried all memoirs and saviors
In the valley of dying stars

The hecatomb of compassion comes
Obliterating all benevolence shunned
Decaying flesh and ashen bone, undone
Amidst one thousand Armageddons

Oppenheimer's premise
Impaled itself in Ockham's blade
The wolf we fed was pitch black
And by it we were enslaved