In Mourning Below Rise To The Above
A tower of flames and fire
Carries the newborn sun
Above was once his home,
From below now rises
To the heavenly throne.
A tower of fire and flame
Carries the newborn sun.
Above was once his
From below now rises to the throne.
Lost the path so long ago,
Left the past into hiding
The new light is cold
And casting dark shadows that lingers.
Red light gushes over the land and sea,
Opening a floodgate of iniquity.
To reconquer this fading Earth,
The below rises to the above.
Creeping upon us all,
Feasting on the sanity of man.
The insurrectionary
Ascending the canopy.
A new domain,
Bedarkened by the emperor.
Below rise to the above.
Creeping upon us all,
Feasting on the sanity of man.
The insurrectionary
Ascending the canopy.
A new domain.
All bow down
Bedarkened by the emperor.
All bow down for this new age.
The fire of depth is among us now.
