No shadows sail these seas No specter roams these shores
Suppressed memories Of a past aeon Suspended in stasis field Of coma
Black wings beat Instead of a heart Provoking howling winds To stir up the maggots In the steepled jowls Of romancing ghouls Screaming to deadened skies Where armageddon fell And blared a last farewell
An inkling to blink Breath is choked out Smothered in basest black
*Lead: Martin Carbonneau
Fear, Scythed Gouged out the eyes Unable to see oustide schemes Of absolution
Self-sacrament without a savior Spoken in tongues Forking in treachery