they spoke of flames and infamy when spoke of where thou shalt be toward infernal dominion toward a voice saying, speaking of the plague that shalt be thrown what is drawn to see? the hooven throne that calls to thee of the ground that bred defeat it said and shall be done the past was sworn to lies the children have come from wence the lamb burrowed the ground to bleed it is said and shall be done dark hands part the sky upon the ground a lamb hath died contempt from the earth of a crown that bestowed all shame darkened hand bleeding contempt the seared, blessed, left hand path embraced in cold blood, the earth finds a new rebirth children cry, purified our will is done toward endless darkness toward infinite damnation toward infernal dominion forever seen mires of hell it is done, our will is done