Trenchgrinder War To Wage
With war to wage
Show no pity for the relics of antiquity
Restraints of the past are the shackles of our breath
We recall the lessons - vomit dust and sand
We have seen perversions of a truth that was never there
With fear the falsehoods fail
At dawn the fog will burn
Exposed in the light of day
Divine treachery cleansed away
Night is falling on a kingdom in decline
As monoliths topple and icons are defaced
All traces of an arrogant venom
Drawn from two thousand wounds and erased
I divide
I devour
Feel the fading of a feeble power
I divide
I devour
For the lamb led to slaughter there is no tomorrow
Ruin will come to the towers they've built
To an age of servitude and adherence to guilt
Lifetimes and times utterly spent
All of an era that now comes to end