Sentinels by Maelstrom Aeterna

As the hammering of never ending gunshots
Echoes in the distance
Their presence will be known and feared by all

The creation of a higher existence
Concession for the future To make
Remains will linger
As we welcome a brand new age

To feel so small, obsolete
And bound to fall

The march of sentinels has begun
Eradication squad on the move
Smoke blacking out the sun
Wipe the slate clean for something new

Putrid ashes blazing fire
Abandoned and left behind

Gone
It’s all Gone

Hear the thunder of mechanical footsteps
Marching, with conviction
Their presence is a promise of death to all

The extinction of a minor existence
A cleansing for the future to make
Remains will linger
As we welcome a brand new age

To feel so small, weak
And forced up against a wall

The march of sentinels has begun
Eradication squad on the move
Smoke blacking out the sun
Wipe the slate clean for something new

In hindsight, everything else would seems so trivial
Spawned from desire to reach beyond
But no one's willing to accept their fault

Solo: Nick Richardson

Come march with us, now take your place in line
Our creator will falter

• Industrial Metal
• Melodeath
• Melodic Death Metal
• Metal
• sci-fi
• United Kingdom