[Verse 1]
A sky red from the blood
Rose cheeks dull from the mud
Hands worn through from the sludge
A self no longer begrudged
And murder is a potion of love
Sacrifice devotion thereof
And he without sin never was
Now a changing of the guard has begun
A kingdom that belies the internal
Is a prison of the mind that's infernal
And eternal is the lie turned plague
So I've dug this grave so my truth won't fade
[Verse 2]
I feel the war paint on my face
I feel the ground tremble and quake
I feel my heart sync to the pace that these war drums make
I feel alive and awake
And all I see is war path ahead of me
Each and every step I welcome readily
And if my lack of fear bring the death of me
Let the spirits of my ancestors envelop me
So know this is that Armageddon coming
A flood that goes beyond the refuge high upon the summit
A sun become hole, black hold on consumption
Spun inside itself into a beacon that has summoned
That creature of the deep that leaves a pit inside your stomach
That rumbling beneath that bodes arrival from above, and
That nature of the beast that feeds upon the will to numb it
That monster brought the seed of life, well now I have become it
A sky red from the blood
Rose cheeks dull from the mud
Hands worn through from the sludge
A self no longer begrudged
And murder is a potion of love
Sacrifice devotion thereof
And he without sin never was
Now a changing of the guard has begun
A kingdom that belies the internal
Is a prison of the mind that's infernal
And eternal is the lie turned plague
So I've dug this grave so my truth won't fade
[Verse 2]
I feel the war paint on my face
I feel the ground tremble and quake
I feel my heart sync to the pace that these war drums make
I feel alive and awake
And all I see is war path ahead of me
Each and every step I welcome readily
And if my lack of fear bring the death of me
Let the spirits of my ancestors envelop me
So know this is that Armageddon coming
A flood that goes beyond the refuge high upon the summit
A sun become hole, black hold on consumption
Spun inside itself into a beacon that has summoned
That creature of the deep that leaves a pit inside your stomach
That rumbling beneath that bodes arrival from above, and
That nature of the beast that feeds upon the will to numb it
That monster brought the seed of life, well now I have become it
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