From the mouth of centuries torn a new law breeds from within. To throw away our once evil past now forgotten we lift this veil of excrement.
No longer snared. Now rise the face of blasphemy. I bow to none. In a world of disease I'm struggling within myself to kill the man I once was.
A circle of a new enlightenment will bring the empire to it's knees. To break the old decree. Beyond the grace of god go I.
Crawling through the deserts of time to stand at the gates of emptiness. We place the brank on the face of your savior and invoke death to the sacred lie.
A circle of a new enlightenment will bring the empire to it's knees. To break the old decree. Beyond the grace of god go I.