• Lock and Load
    Bring the fables from thy tomb
    Sporadic doom as knights loom
    Does clergy support this passion?
    Pure wrath of the winged assassin

    A time of fate, your spite sooths
    Untol the stories thy muse
    Hour is late as kingdoms unfold
    Signs in disarry, you fight in loath

    [More], when your
    [In the groove], in core
    [With the muse], is your
    [Light the fold], with torch

    Cues of silence spark the mastery
    Knights revolt to demonic treachery

    Can this seal be broken?
    Has our fate awoken?
    Who's this antichrist?
    Judgement waits on the test of time

    Welcome to the thoughts of a coward's disband
    Cuz now you're in the shadow of an angel's wingspan

    Choose your cradle of filth
    Discipline that I've instilled
    Turn and face your sacrifice
    As I revolve this lead of might

    Immune to your parasite,
    Except the hourglass that grains the time
    Try to find the antidote,
    Counting down towards the undertow

    In my world where only time is feared,
    Single handedly I draw your first tear
    Sway strong to the truthful frequency, spirits swim in the wares of history