Huntsmen A Nameless Dread
Unfurl my wings and spread the sickness
A stench of sorrow that makes me ascend
With God so long gone, I do what I can
And I'll burn the whole world until it eats from my hand
You pray in vain, a knife in your face
Sing me your song while I help you ascend a stair of bone
To your everlasting home
Born in the mire, suckled on dread
You named the nameless, raised it up from the dead
A life so fragile, a crimson thread
Weed in the desert, king of the damned
And prince of the dead
Horror my hymnal
Songs of the end
Thrive on the fault line
Drag you back in
Drag you in
King of the damned
Turn your gaze into the east, there's a comet crossing the sky
A nameless dread, horizon glowing red
Tricks your eyes into seeing sunrise
Gulp the air and drink the scent of your final hours alive
A brittle bird crushed inside a fist
A fading dream of flight
Follow life until its end, just a well that's waiting to dry
Pass a finger through the flame
Pull it back unscathed
Build your mandala of hope, it's the cruelest joke of our time
The way is fear, swallowed in despair
Consuming you from inside
My name is dread
