The promised prophecies, a legacy of charlatans
We are the heresy of your heritage
Inept tyrants, dominant and tamed
Smashed by the hammers of time
The fear of the future, chaos as word of order
We are the end, defiant and inexorable
Illusions of grandeur, we reject your return
Corroded by the prism of a triumphant haze,
Of ages remembered and told, by the lies of the weak
The curse of honor, bathed in the knives of cowardice
The fear of the future, chaos as word of order
We come forth as the end, defiant and inexorable
Here lies the crown, abandoned and rotten
Thy kingdoms are gone, enthropy reigns supreme