Unatoned, in what was done for
The lying breed that plies with
Rigid thorns...And scourged...
In their scars, so cold beyond redemption
Ageless schemes beget the one question
''When We'll See The Light?''
For they will come forth, to the warfield
The plague of scum, abolished
Nail down the spores
Human trophies swarmed by death, a seamless exploitation
Dormancy of agony expelled with forceful nature
And so they chant ''Defaced Be Those Faces!''
Literally faceless, formulate their resentful wrath
Take down its core and putrid mantle
And so they chant ''Defaced Be Those Faces!''
Diminished fragments a sign of retreat
Those who were fallen shall soon...Arise!
The Father falsified theoretical spheres
Unseemly haste, a sign of their callous ways
Torrential reign for power, obeisance to their King
Consuming greed from nobles - Indoctrinate!
Bow down to their feet! Pay reverence to their land!
Forsake your worthless virtues - They Formulate!
Each Man to his own place!
Unsheathed - The swords of valour
Surmounting morbid thoughts of emptiness
Unfurled - the wings of vigor
Ascend - into the deepest conscience
Spawned by hate, Transfixed to (their) guilt
Crush the stems of paradox
Defacing the monoliths and the bonds
Shafts of strength derived from flawless pain
The antidote, paralysis to the bone
Shrouds from above knows no time for your repentance!
No!
Clouded precincts through all, sought the aid of the comrade
The violent warring has cast down their ranks
Amidst the numbers in strength they boasted
Fallen from grace, into the hands of death