Ruin Cycle

Wandering in this ruin circle, enter the Vicycle seasons
They depict a black canvas where pain is pleasure where
Hadès reigns front this painting, sordid exposure

I belong to this scene with all the condemned souls.
We are drawn forever, marked forever, this is our fouls
As the Shadows spread its wings over this dark landscape
Ixion's post-mortem paradise is raped

Look at the atmosphere when the daemons laugh the angels cry and fall in fear
Hell is a masterpiece there's enough time to cry, no place for peace

One season has past and the same is coming :
trees are bleeding, cliffs are crumbling
In this depression prison, the sun don't ever shines
and the fallen angels start to become pitiful maniacs
Enter in the Pantheon of fears, from this waterfall of sorrows, drink the tears
Soldiers of Arès, come & demolish : bring the endless torments, deepest laments
Celebrate & unleashed

Look at the atmosphere when the daemons laugh the angels cry and fall in fear
Hell is a masterpiece there's enough time to cry, no place for peace

I'm eaten from the inside wandering in this ruins.
Suffocating & crawling under the blazing moon
Hecate gathers her evil army, enthroning the worst.
My punishment will never end... I'm forever lost !
Wandering in this ruin circle, enter the Vicycle seasons