Daimon Songtext

In
Grip
Of daimon (wail)
Crept
From these fitful lungs

Your children will answer
Answer for your crimes
Your children will answer
Fate won't be denied

In
Grip
Of daimon (wail)
Crept
From these fitful lungs
Feigned, no longer wanted
Counterfеit design
Mourn your simulation
Fate won't be dеnied (won't be denied)
Feigned, no longer wanted
Counterfeit design (won't be denied)
Mourn your simulation
Fate won't be denied (won't be denied)

Bones clawed out of their bodies
Failed mortal designs
Bones clawed out of their bodies
The slain of former times

In
Grip
Of daimon (wail)
Crept
From these fitful lungs