This dismal destiny devours
The dread of dawn
At which His entity arrives
To reap what they had sown
The sea is all around us
The desert gape in vain
They cry for the wrong name
They’re burdened with His shame
The gates no longer hold
His orb and spear
The crashing grains against the land
The earth dressed in grey
The thunder in the sky
They scorn the burning temple
Of he who raped thеir minds
The truer Baal shall bask the еarth
And shun the lies in you
Those pools of blood shall see the birth
Of His light all anew
Hail Lord of Storms
This dismal destiny devours
The dread of dawn
At which His entity arrives
To reap what they had sown
The sea is all around us
The desert gape in vain
They cry for the wrong name
They’re burdened with His shame
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Maysaloon Lyrics – The Truer One