Unleash the tyrant now
We kneel in the burial of your will
We are merly reflections now
Our bodies he still
Your aphorism will bury you
There is only hell to pay and failure in your attempt
Exhale now to see the beauty in destruction
Within the evil heart of a tyranny sublime
Unleash the tyrant now
We kneel in the burial of our will
We are merly ghosting now
Our spirits roam free
You are nothing against the tides
Underneath the iron fist
Clenching descendants of grief
To you my d**h might seem inevitable
A thought of which you will be forgiven
I feel glorious as d**h comes my way
Immortality resonates in the glorious dead
I am dangerous as I drift in the crimson tide of my life
I am dangerous in the crossing of a threshold
Like a serpent to a saint, in the coming of my d**h
Lies my sentiment of horror
Unleash the tyrant now
We kneel in the burial of our will
We are merely reflections now
Our bodies lie still
Your aphorism will bury you with the weight of a thousand
For I am resilient in my craving of revenge
To you my d**h might seem inevitable
A thought of which you will be forgiven
I feel glorious as d**h comes my way
Immortality resonates in the glorious dead
I am dangerous as I drift in the crimson tide of life
I am dangerous in the crossing of a threshold
Like a serpent to a saint, in the coming of my d**h
Lies my sentiment of horror