Tombs - Cold

Arise from the distance
Riding on a crest of despair
Dark shapes in the shadows
Desecrate the virgin night

Transcendental chaos calls
Strengthening the somber path
The lies of the distant past
Laid bare before this shattered realm

Haunted by our past lives
Calling from a higher realm
Reach beyond existence
Following the midnight path

We live inside reflections
On a bleak material plane

Break these earthly shackles
Far beyond the veil

Tear away the veil
Tear away the veil