[Instrumental]

Here by age, that vision's old
Harsh divide, excision scold
Hear my pain, collisions hold
Faith in flames, that vision told

Held before, lux of Hathor
Sigh so profound, bide and adore

Pain, in doubt contained in awe
I, I have dwelt, once dark and scorned

Once was it morbid or just fantasy
Hush... I will tell
Oh humanity
Hush... Bid farewell

Bourne immortals and braves
I dream more
Torn by morals depraved
That dream no more
Sworn by orders in graves
That scheme war
Bourne cradle to grave
And dream more

Hex invade, thorns in battles, healed under the star
Held in flame, born in matter, healed under the star
Forced away, scorned in tatters, healed under the star
Led away, lament and perverse, healed under the star

[Instrumental]

Exalt and reign, the ark reborn
Rain fell from high, marked and whole

Hellfire rains down, a sudden silent
Envisioned, these are final days
Don't hold them no more

Worlds collide, harsh and cold
Hell we cried, harsh but right

Re-sanction war
One fraction we saw
These are ancient ways, we've adorned
You insult them no more

A force in itself
These factions found a way
Marked charted future's
That mock them on the way

The aspirant has shown the way
And held the sound of souls

A force in itself
These factions found a way
Marked charted future's
That mock them on the way

Raining down

Lost Arcane Rites, and dream more
Lust for the night, dreaming and fading
Lost Arcane Rites, and dream more
Lust for the night, empty and fading
Lost Arcane Rites, and dream more
Lust for the night, dreaming fading
Lost Arcane Rites, and dream more

[Instrumental]

There lie the pillars of Sol
Crush them down, Incinerate
The factions fold
In the light of their Gods

Paved in gold, O mortal suffering
In this mortal world

In this house the adulteress weaves ever after
Whore of Babylon, our shrouded city shall never fall

Great strides laid gleaming
Hordes are dreaming of the northern land
Whore of Babylon, our shrouded city shall never fall

Ways of old, O mortal suffering
In this mortal world

Invoking Nimrodic Law
The Soul-side's forever
Resuscitations told
Of spheres that shift the soul
In the eyes of Gods

The soul-side endeavour
Behold, untold
Revoking necrotic flaws
Soul-side forever
Crushing to us all
Upon the light of Sol
In the eye of God
Crushing templed souls
Behind the great cycle
The waiting few

Un-rendered sound
Affection from a fault
White lux, a fortune forged by souls
We mourn, appraised
Or is it not two faced
In its revealing
For all disclose the coming of an age or is it fading
Reborn the fathers gave their lives
Pain in truth, the favours in their eyes
We mourn appraised
Or is it not two faced and never changing