Cancer of Blades

The Madness festers more potent than ever before Ancestors those I once adored Bear witness to their sons! The blasphemies I beheldthe soil in which I dwell The cradle burns as tinder to this Hell And still they are blind to what they have done Once my fecundity was wisdom But soon only tears filled my glade Serenity no longer binds me I've sprouted a cancer of blades. Too long I have sleptdreaming of better days Too long I have wept while the world fell to decay The blasphemies I behold False Gods poised to consume An ocean of frozen souls - an eldritch doom The earth pines for a Panacea to its misery. All Mortals must perish before the prophecies come to be This is your fate. [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]