- As Sanities Split
Black ageless fire
Surrounding fallen innocents
A haunting vision beckons me to this tainted place
As sanities split
I cannot recall the journey here
Born on the twilight of this future that will drown in blood
I cannot lead this blinded following
- Ash Is Falling Rain
Blackened skies surround me
When I cut my veins
Everytime it is the same
Ash is falling rain
But why?
Floating down to earth
Burnt human remains
- Darklands
Come, welcome to the darklands
Regions of darkness untouched by god
Miles of nothing to practice my art
Pain, I'm in charge of pain, my home
Too far for the living too close for the dead
Your eyes will see the horror
- Engulfing the Pure
You called it down
A bloody wrath
A finger points to the distant horizon
You try to scream
With bulging eyes
Your feet are frozen in your steady barren hole
A blinding light
A flash of heat
- In Offering On Spite
I relish in the blood that covers me.
As it dries onto my face I smile, wide, with contempt.
I smile, as fate has shown me.
I've seen this all before.
I drag him back.
In that house dwelt a treacherous love.
- Poisoned Promise Land
Vicious wounds cluttered upon my arms
Many marks I have forgotten
Steady rush as the nightmares take hold
Close my eyes to find the pieces
They are mine. they are mine.
Widening eyes as the light burns away
Assure myself I own the heavens
They are mine.
- Pushing Through the Pass
Someplace in a dominant time,
We mend the break in the weak frontline.
Waist deep in knowledge that will save us.
Overrun by the yellow dogs.
Pray for salvation from napalm gods.
Bubbling skin always brings a smile to my face.
Fall back to the rear; the cowards arrive with numbers overwhelming.
- The Ancient Law
I awaken through the fog of the dying.
Her face, it calls me home.
Through the doors, a strangers scent cuts the air.
Run,
I swear I'll find you, your blood, it stinks upon the wind.
Look to the sky, you will find no comfort there.
You are doomed and screaming for the end, you will
- The End of the Hour
For all the faceless walking dead across the land
I will go to a place that you don't understand
I put a razor to my wrist and spread it wide
And as the blood drips from the walls I slowly
Close my eyes
This was not meant for your eyes
This is the end of the hour