Acheron

Final harvest

Acheron
For thousand of years the undead gods have worked
To create their own world
Civilisation is a product of these ancient ones
And is an experiment
They improved the herds of human stock, so that
They could feed
Vampires the masters, others the slaves
Those who have risennow wait for the

Final harvest

The apocalypse draws near, spreading rage and fear
Soon the earth shall see the great family

Final harvest

The apocalypse draws near, spreading rage and fear
Soon the earth shall see the great family

Cities shall be swept up in the agony
Of billions who are dying

Life energies will pass forth to a
Greater cause

The great undead gods shall return
To their thrones of power

The seventh seal is broken, as we see
The winged skull of Ur

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