Torrents of blood cover the eyes of the lost in a discordian blanket To bury the illusions of those not silenced from slit throats
Strip nude for your killer The best place to hide is in plain sight No guilt for the consumed
The power of mercy is now extinct Black-gloved hands knives to throats These are the new messiahs
Strip nude for your killer The best place to hide is in plain sight No guilt for the consumed
Putrid breath of life how I hate you You burn all you touch with gifts dual Of misery and awakening
A rotting sentence that walks and kneels All that prays kneels and dies
Arms outstretched on bended knee All that walks kneels prays and dies
Tongues of ice tongues of fire All shall burn in the funeral pyre
Arms outstretched pray and die
We exhalt
Annihilation we are your guides let us be your eyes Let us hold hands united in the great uncoming Of that which is perfect We bow great bringer of night