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The air is heavy with the rotting corpses

Atop the bodies sits an altar of flesh

Defiled icon, a crow’s feast

Marker to the fall of man

I hear the screams and the cries of ravens

Vanguard to the carrion horde

The flock burns with a darkened hunger

To pick the skin from my bones

The Storm seethes

Flesh has become meat

The beasts gather with great speed

Under banner of black wings

(As they take flight)

Now they’ve come at last to take me

Infernal servant to the damned

Left to walk this blighted landscape

Atonement for my sins at hand

These visions of torture

Let Aeons return to take me

My masters, enslavers

Sentinel to their creation

The world is but ashes

Forsaken and left to die

Grant mercy, give rapture

Let me join your grand design

No mercy, destruction

Your prayers will fall on deaf ears

No shelter, damnation

Your worship’s all but empty

Give penance, no answer

Your Lord has cast a blind eye

Kinslayer, deceiver

This holocaust is without end

The flock descends with a shriek of fury

I’m dragged beneath the black whirlwind

As my body is ripped to pieces

I’m enlightened by Death’s cold hand

We are slaves to our own creation

Our allegiance, a sacrifice

Is this my foretold ascension?

Or just the end to an empty omen?

The Storm seethes

Flesh has become meat

The beasts gather with great speed

Under banner of black wings

(The Creatures of Night)

Now they’ve come at last to take me

Infernal servant to the damned

Left to walk this blighted landscape

Atonement for my sins at hand

Epulae corvis corax

A feast for the crows