Terzij de Horde - Prometheans lyrics

What is torment to us Who have stolen such insight What is the pa**ing of days To us who can hear The grinding of immortal teeth Eagle shadows grace us In blasphemous communion With ripping talons and crooked beaks Complicit in our proud rebellion And while we may heal And our spirits flourish and be fortified Our blood seeps ever deeper Into the blind places of the world 'till A knowing in our smiles And a gleam in our augurous eyes Draws down the gods themselves In an impulse of paranoid jealousy Unbind us