Remains Remain

Collapse, the sentence Dismember the untamed beast Passed by the blinded, The idle, the numb Fools! Fools! Awake! Riots at the dawn of doom Fools! Wake! Veiling lies Buried in shallow graves Silence at the end of days Ripping the veil Our shallow graves Looted by the hounded wolf The untamed As essence Opaque to those above Riots at the dawn of doom Fools! Wake! Veiling lies Buried in shallow graves Silence at the end of days Ripping the veil Our shallow graves Looted by the hounded wolf Apathy and lies Collapsing life Our grave we dug, lulled by lies Sealing the decline The obvious signs we denied, Until the end Veiling lies Buried in shallow graves

Unbound consumption Commands divinity Forever and ever And the sky will lit in the hue of blood Aflame by a thousand wars Gold to lead, lead to gold In hallowed transmutation Becoming the dirt to be trampled upon This is the end, the boundary of man Unbound consumption! This is the end, the boundary of man This is the end of man

Formless Depictions of will An obsolete distraction Enraptures Those above Host to this flesh, we are condemned to rot Buried in tombs of stone Towering as pillars Of the pantheon Eternal immurement Buried in tombs of stone Becoming the ruins Of dystopia Eternal immurement Earth to earth Ashes to ashes Dust to dust

Meandering through this wavering world Robbed of hope, the slow decay Limbs turning to stone While this brute feeds on the soul I can’t escape the ire, Of coincidence, Bringing death, decay, and redemption I can’t escape the ire, Of coincidence, Slaughtering dreams in slow motion Crestfallen eyes are staring into the abyss Down to the eternal fires, hailing true bliss As the ire of fate claims its prey Letting me drift away, on this endless sway With arms ascended heavenwards, I’m ripped apart, getting dragged netherwards Down to the depths of time, Idly waiting to reach the ground Heavy with a radiating heart, I’m ripped apart getting dragged netherwards Down to the depths of time Brute, behold I won’t let your malign fires reign One last battle, ‘Til my flesh is ready to be claimed Yet I sense defeat, Rotten by squished cells of deceit Drowning in numbing heat As I’m drifting Into endless dreams

I am the rust I am decay I am the flame At the gate of eden Charring the skin And grinding our bones To dust. Upholding the fragmentation of divinity Rotten and forsaken Forever we shall dwell betwixt all things And let our flesh become the throne of it all I am the rust I am decay I am the flame Of death. I am the rust I am decay I am the flame At the gates of eden I am the devourer of the gods Embodying void Name and flesh, I obliterate The lie of the divine, crushed by the wind of time

Perpetual striding Towards hidden peaks, steep and bleak Summits in veil, madness prevails Arduous dragging This weary vessel, this asphyxiant flame Kneeling, depleted Futile, this tedious wrestle Against an ever-increasing mass… … of the earth, devourer of will Roped by gravitation, dreadful mass The vessel thinned, the flame expired Depleted by a continuous mass… …forever last… …devourer of will The strength of fire Suffocated and crushed Converging non-existence My vessel unites with the dark… … of the earth, devourer of will Mass of the earth Devourer of our will

Devoured by fire In absence of decay Unrotten, forgotten Sealed vessel of poison Never sublimes, never degrades, To dust, to soil Endless gnawing maggots Starving, upon our flesh Remains remain Never sublimes, never degrades, To dust, to soil – return’s denied! Long gone Are the days when flesh was pure And death was true Broken the circle The bridges burned to ground Never unite with the womb we once arose Long gone Are the days when flesh was pure And death was true Broken the circle The bridges burned to ground Arson and havoc towards the bonds of life