Death And The Labyrinth - At the Gates

Behind the curtain

Laid to ruins

Words that drift

Into oblivion

With every dawn

The world deforms

And as we fade

Our truth it dies

Our poetry of broken dreams

An abattoir of time

Deep in the hive of the serpent

We shed the disguises we have worn

A curtain of madmen

We are the illusions we have torn

Death and the labyrinth

Swallowed by earth itself

With every dawn

Of hunger and thirst

The world deforms

To a pale uncertain ash

Words without sound

Fade away — as they are swallowed

Swallowed by barriers and walls

Like a swarm

Deep in the hive of the serpent

We shed the disguises we have worn

A curtain of madmen

We are the illusions we have torn

Our poetry of broken dreams

An abattoir of time

Death and the labyrinth

Swallowed by earth itself