Eclipse the soul with void and silence
Do you want to see what I see
As I turn towards an ancient progeny
Where will you be when the light is dying
And misanthropy is made paramount
Where will you go from this god forsaken place
Seeking new dominion, as aeons pass
Out of the rebirth... Arise
I am your manifest
Speak to me through the divine tragedy
If you could see what I see
Crawl to me in forlorn ceremonies
Bow to the pain unknown
Where will you be when the light is dying
And misanthropy is made paramount
Where will you go from this god forsaken place
To poison their seas and harvest their flesh
Follow the rats into the waves of abomination
Under the phantom sound of darkness torn to pieces
Walk with me into the forgotten
Enter the abyss with utmost pride
Your nature is only of flesh and damnation
Proclaimed in the ancient ways
Many are the images of idols, yet will stand
The shapeless mass, of the primary sin
Hidden in the chambers of uncreation
Nothing more to be envisioned
Praise the thorns of heaven
Wounded and scarred forever
Praise the thorns of heaven