In the Devil's Wake Vol. 2
A dramatic symphonic rock and glam metal fusion opens with swelling strings, bold brass, and choral accents over a thunderous drum roll. Verses intertwine heavy guitars with operatic layers, building to arena-sized choruses. A mystic bridge features orchestral percussion and theatrical synths.
In the Devil's Wake Vol. 2
A dramatic symphonic rock and glam metal fusion opens with swelling strings, bold brass, and choral accents over a thunderous drum roll. Verses intertwine heavy guitars with operatic layers, building to arena-sized choruses. A mystic bridge features orchestral percussion and theatrical synths.
Lyrics
The soul that sold to the devil
Don't leave its fleshy shell
Instead it fattens and it teaches
The worm that eats it well
Ain't that a comforting thought
While we're all standin' in line
There's some soul teachin' some worm
In a wormhole outside of time
Teach me how to get there
Through this purgatory hell
The soul that sold to the devil
Don't leave its fleshy shell
Ain't that a sweet little thought
While we're all holdin' the line
There's some soul preachin' some worm
In a wormhole outside of time
Teach me how to get there
Through this purgatory hell
The soul that sold to the devil
Don't leave its fleshy shell
Teach me how to get there
Teach me how to get there
Teach me how to get there
Teach me how to get there
Cursed is the soil where dead thoughts dwell,
In bodies anew, grotesque and unholy,
A mind unbound, lost without a skull,
Spreads corruption, its hunger untold.
From decay arises an abomination,
Devourers of death rise,
Bloated with sin, they feast on creation,
And plague the earth with their monstrous cries.
Teach me how to get there
Through this purgatory hell
The soul that sold to the devil
Don't leave its fleshy shell
Teach me how to get there
Through this purgatory hell
The soul that sold to the devil
Don't leave its fleshy shell