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Burn the strings! Break the light!

Chords of falsehood, set alight!

Flame the frets, unholy spawn

Let the treble gods be gone!

The altar smokes, the wood turns red

Six sacred lies now melt to dread

No solo screams, no crystal tone

Just ashes where the gods had shone

From flame we rise, from strings we break free

Cremate the cords, erase the gleam

Drown the echo, crush the dream

Let only thunder rule the rite

In distortion's holy night

We chant beneath the furnace glow

With hands of fire and breath so low

The temple shakes with droning prayer

As silence fills the thinning air

From flame we rise, from strings we break free

Cremate the cords, erase the gleam

Drown the echo, crush the dream

Let only thunder rule the rite

In distortion's holy night

From flame we rise, from strings we break free

Cremate the cords, erase the gleam

Drown the echo, crush the dream

Let only thunder rule the rite

In distortion's holy night