Right Wing of the Garden Triptych
Death darkens allRight wing of the garden triptychLeft marks The FallThe middle ground apocalyptic
Why stay the grim inevitableAnd play out with a whipmer?Fate is raising armies of our faith
NowThe future cowsBefore the vowsProphets thunder from the heavens
We seek to justifyOur seed spread far and wideThe eve that virtue diedBore witness to this plague
Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons
Here...
This the sore beginningTo the war to end all wars
GotterdammerungGotterdammerung, this hate brings feverGotterdammerungGotterdammerung, the great bereaver
Throw wide splintered lichgatesTo the eldritch show's return
Unforgiving proof accural begs this cruel rebirthA living fuel for the blaze of renewal, razing the earthPariahs and Messiahs of the highest worthFodder for the denizens of risen, hissing Hell
Nothing screams out mercy more thanVivisection of the soul
GotterdammerungGotterdammerung, all base deceiversCoddle AbaddonGod, you got it wrong, now fall believers
Liars and deniers, thick in the mire's graspTreacherous and lecherousRetching a sick bloodbath
Peace sits aloneMidst the desecration sewnLike a stony queen of winter, throned
This the penalty for lustLong dreaded, read in scriptureVain pleasures fed to paint this...
NowThe future cowsBefore the vowsProphets thunder from the heavens
We seek to justifyOur seed spread far and wideThe eve that virtue diedBore witness to this plague
Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons
Here...
GotterdammerungGotterdammerung
A twilight for bone idols, sewer-suicidal from the heightsA dead man's stance to prayer, deafened ears to mortal plightPleas and effigies, clergy bang to ritesBelief is superficial when the missals dance alight
Death darkens allRight wing of the garden triptychLeft marks The FallThe universe is, at worst, ecliptic