Scorn Empire letra

What's built will soon be gone destroyed by the scorndogs
The creations withered like sand they scatter for the wind
No thing will ever last downfall arise
So feeble in your quest all is vain forever

Scorn empire live these last days in pain

They will not last your creations will all die
They cannot ever be more than a dream of forever
Such scorned labour the one of creation

Demiurg - Letras

• City of Ib
• Cold Skin
• Death Grasp Oblivion
• Flesh Festival
• From Laughter To Retching
• Life Is A Coma
• Monolithany
• Monolithany Pt. II
• Orbiting a Dead Sun
• Scorn Empire
• Slakthus Gamleby
• The Cold Hand Of Death
• The Doom that Came to...
• The Dreams Without End
• The Primitive Machinery
• Travellers Of The Vortex
• World Burial