Death darkens all
Right wing of the garden triptych
Left marks The Fall
The middle ground apocalyptic
Why stay the grim inevitable
And play out with a whimper?
Fate is raising armies of our faith
Now
The future cows
Before the vows
Prophets thunder from the heavens
We seek to justify
Our seed spread far and wide
The eve that virtue died
Bore witness to this plague
Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons
Here...
This the sore beginning
To the war to end all wars
Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, this hate brings fever
Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, the great bereaver
Throw wide splintered lichgates
To the eldritch show's return
Unforgiving proof accural begs this cruel rebirth
A living fuel for the blaze of renewal, razing the earth
Pariahs and Messiahs of the highest worth
Fodder for the denizens of risen, hissing Hell
Nothing screams out mercy more than
Vivisection of the soul
Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, all base deceivers
Coddle Abaddon
God, you got it wrong, now fall believers
Liars and deniers, thick in the mire's grasp
Treacherous and lecherous
Retching a sick bloodbath
Peace sits alone
Midst the desecration sewn
Like a stony queen of winter, throned
This the penalty for lust
Long dreaded, read in scripture
Vain pleasures fed to paint this...
Now
The future cows
Before the vows
Prophets thunder from the heavens
We seek to justify
Our seed spread far and wide
The eve that virtue died
Bore witness to this plague
Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons
Here...
Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung
A twilight for bone idols, sewer-suicidal from the heights
A dead man's stance to prayer, deafened ears to mortal plight
Pleas and effigies, clergy bang to rites
Belief is superficial when the missals dance alight
Death darkens all
Right wing of the garden triptych
Left marks The Fall
The universe is, at worst, ecliptic
