---

Move aside

Torn these thoughts, unholy forge

None has ever seen something like that

Reckoning of brave villains that will never see

The light of day again

They were never destined for more

History will swallow us whole

Blood smithen words

Carve, cruel, our own roots

Prophets of reason

Drowned in blood

A glorious epoch

For senseless, downward

Growth

Frigid, Rabid

Bent to destruction

When we'll ever learn as a whole?

Consume, adhere

Infected by apathy

Show the world your poisoned souls

Reckoning of coward heroes

Lying in mouldy graves

Their deeds long forgotten

They were never destined for more

History will swallow us whole

Blood smithen words

Carve, cruel, our own roots