Letra da Música Pillar To The Pride Divine de Armus

Spirits infect these ruins
A chill falls down the spine
Work that has taken many moons
Pillar to the pride divine
A towering structure
Painted red by the slaves
Symbol of the ruling impure
Mortar tombs in place of graves

An empire's people oppressed
Losing their sanity
The rulers fear the obsessed
Ghosts of a morbid reality
Fearing for life they cower
Self-worth is no more
Rebellion feared by power
Mutilated to the core

Rise, my liches
Truly insane
Rise, my liches
Immortal with pain
Submit yourselves to the fallen's might
Useless to resist or fight