Through the craven voices they disgregate the ties

That coalesce us into death rites to instill the doubt

Leech the morbid blood pulsing into the crevices of bones

Making our way through this hell to reach decline

Together we seek the final demise tonight

Bonding of corpses tormented until the crave undermines the fabrics of truth

Chants become screams to coerce these rambling fools

Birthed into the plague to spread the lie

Tangled destinies fulfilled inside the trench

Bring in the feast for worms

Laid to waste for the useless lust for war

By the ravaged council the sentence must be imposed

To remind us of the old ones that felled the stars

Leech the morbid blood pulsing into the crevices of bones

to sanctify the slavers leash

Making our way through this hell to reach decline

Together we seek the final demise tonight

Servants The master is blind

Servants The master is blind