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