Immolation of the Fallen

Serpent, freed of winter's lethargy

Morality be damned

These fools in drunken revelry

Vos in tenebras mittam

Leave no man alive

My father's death I will avenge

50 souls will pay the price

And your corpse gets torn off from your head

Heed the words of the devoured

And the signs from above

That your family will burn

With all that you love, so

Save what you can

Flee familiar shores

And through mother's guidance

Live a few years more

My brothers and sisters gone

Taken by their self-immolation

Grief stricken, I shall move on

To my family grant them salvation

Goodbye to love

For our sake, I'll move on

No olive branch, nor dove

To save our city's mutilation

Heed the words of the devoured

And the signs from above

That your family will burn

With all that you love, so

Save what you can

Flee familiar shores

And through mother's guidance

Live a few years more

Thine savage anger may I borrow

And piety briefly may I revoke

Beauty the cause of all my sorrows

Now let me slit your throat

Though beauty lives

My city burns

Though beauty lives

Mercy's unreturned

Burn

Fuck

You