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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Summoner's Circle
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Herb Himes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yanic Bercier
Producer
WaveTransform Recording Studio
Producer
Lyrics
Blinded by the cruel weight of the sun
Wandering weary across the sands of time
Enslaved to construct the god-emperor's wretched tomb
Emancipated, chosen to become none
Blackened by the cruel weight of the sun
Crawling away from the bonds of slavery
Chosen to find the temple of ancestral doom
To summon the God who will set the acolytes free
Wandering, awakening, my eyes are open
Suffering never more, no more a slave
Venturing through catacombs
Searching for the god
That enslaved all my line
Seeking revenge
Though it may mean my death
A welcome release
Live or die, matters not the six will be with me
Finally it will be by my own terms
Destroying everything barring my way
My journey's just begun
Hollowing myself
becoming None
This force of but one
Through the catacombs
His dynasty ends
Through the catacombs
I will claim his head
Utha my queen bring forth your reckoning. Utah come to me.
Petulant, insignificant
You dare to invoke
Look upon your demise
For I will rend your very line
And all who laid eyes upon you
Your suffering will be great
I've come to beg you to bring the end of this reign. Tear away the grip he holds on my kindred. And though I may die in my feeble attempt, I ask for the end of the god emperor
Petulant, insignificant
You dare to speak
I will make your demise last forever
The Six have gifted me with magick ungodly as their agent of death to the false god emperor
Petulant, insignificant
The rapture has come
I did not want the death of all I did not know
Petulant, insignificant
What have I done?
Temple of Suffering
Written by: Herb Himes