Beneath Umbral Skies Songtext
von A Flourishing Scourge

Blood through the mirror
Death locks the door
Lifeless indifference
Apathetic scars

Cold the other side
A dissonant reflection
Bathe under an umbral sky
In frigid beds, we lie

Three walls surround us
Two worlds below
Pain is a comfort
Suffered afar

Lay your weapons down
Beside the proxy partisans
Pull the trigger on command
And wash your filthy hands


The factories of pleasure
Vomit pulses forth in ecstasy
Witness now our glory days
A golden age of fallacy

Outfitted in fashionable rage
Failed actors on a shallow stage
Can′t see the terror for the dreams
Under the shadow of the free

Profiteering fear and hope
With love letters and ransom notes
These grave demands and callous hands
Will lead us to the promised land

Cast your sight upon the pauper's prize
Manic minds mounted on mangled spines
Feeding time, monstrous the appetite
Bottom lines hunger for human eyes

Cold, the other side of this reflection
Cold, the shadow of our own invention
Hold the screams in silent silos suffering
Cold on the inside