Vulcan - Epitaph of a Tyrant Lyrics

Howling of fear shreds it's way through the sky
Look below to your kingdom of genocide
Fate intervenes and blacks out the sun
So much for being the chosen one

Your righteousness has come to be your Achilles
Your righteousness has come to be your weakness

Staring into your loss of power
Face eternal
Collapse and cower

No remains
Console it
Console it
No refrains from your disdains
Console it
Console it
No remains

Howling of fear shreds it's way through the sky
Sinking down in your throne of suicide
A tyrant of rulers has come to cease
The death of a martyr to bring about peace

Your righteousness has come to be your Achilles
Your righteousness has come to be your weakness
Your righteousness has come to be your Achilles
Your righteousness has come to be your weakness

Death of
Death of a martyr
Death is secure