Texty: Bolt Thrower. For Victory. A Silent Demise.

A silent demise, demise

From darkness through mists of time
Centuries, eons past requiem of mankind
Withdrawn in darkness prepared to die
Awaiting silence anticipation sublime

A silent demise

Indignant by nature a tragedy profound
When put to the test determination found
Horror within dissipates away
Falling to your knees the time has come to pray, to pray

To have no faith, silent demise
Yet still believe
To have no faith, silent demise
But not deceived

To have no faith, yet still believe
To have no faith, but not deceived
To have no faith, in all the lies
To have no faith, now as we die