Текст песни The Tepid Siege - Fyrce Muons

Split that drone in the middle of a freak
They keep me alive as a pore in a snake
And every time that I spin the wheel
Saints in beyond the way to meal
To brood my time is a leavened waste
Will was gone before the hammered gate
I'll meet you there you can break my days
The wolf will eat the horse to fate

Race to Rome in the middle of the weak
Mind your life with the lord you take
Every time that I spin the wheel
Safely there is the way I feel
Did you know my time is a heaven taste
This sublime is a hardly wait
Reaching there with my days
The wolf will eat the horse to fate