Dark Tranquillity Hedon

enter suicidal angels; how hungry we ve become like animals naked in shame fed with the hooves of apocalypse that galloped down, disordered worlds behind from word to a word i was led to a word that spanned over cultures in rage crimson masses, steeped in decadence holding our tongues to the thirsty sun so, is the future still open then enter hornet, from our hivedark hearts and draw down the end from within we need not the horns that emanate from our dying, haunted bodies, ,,, ,,, ,,, ,,, ,,, ,,, ,,