Collapse in Eternal Worth

Frigid souls that can never feel again Harvesting the dark magic in decay Falling deeper into this trance of flame Feeding from this now withered self worth Dwelling within this worship of demise This communion of transfer is complete Passion stirs in waves of assault Scraping elements from the sound mind Return these false gods, to realms of disease Transfixed on the rotting, harvest of the ascending soul The fall of dominions, extinction of man Ascend in this blaze, that engulfs the tyrant The spirit of twilight, reclaim this dark power Digest the archetype, in this verse of hate This abhorrent manner, filthy rite of outrage A trembling coldness, the collapse of reason Mount the wings of death Wield the scythe of this ancient craft Poison heavens in the blackest flame Rise forth from this decay Whispered words from these deadly lips Secured to the pain from this abyss Untouched by mortal glare The throne in the void beyond despair Bound in serpents coil A final breath beneath this bitter soil Fractured hands of time These frozen moments of a sick design Spoiled with ageless blood Destroy the kingdoms on the throne above Rising legion of the damned Bring forth the slaughter of the holy lamb Open my wrists Transcendence A superb death A vile custom Of perdition Adorned in this task The soul of sacrifice, blood for the master This age of oblivion, a lifeless endeavor Frigid souls that can never feel again Harvesting the dark magic in decay Falling deeper into this trance of flame