Vale Of Pnath Time Of Reckoning
Flames of Hell lick this tower of cards
The Devil's called our bluff on the hand he's dealt
Exodus ‒ awaken to consume
Rip the flesh from us
Tear the core apart
As the weeds slither over our own coffin
Lucifer has arrived
Now risen to collect in pain and suffering
His fire burns with the sins of indulgent wealth
The time of reckoning at hand
Crumbled cities at our feet
With no time left to take a stand
Carnage abound and death replete
Those who survive to tell the stories of their scars
May well continue the road to nothingness
For human nature is to drown out what we wish to forget
And thus we drown ourselves in Satan's caress
Fallen, we will not stand up or band together
Only time will tell if our wounds will heal
The fiend destroys himself time and time again
No memories remain, no peace of mind attained
We turn to God, but he turns away
We turn on our brothers cutting ties and killing hope
We turn inward to see the treacherous, to see the
parasite
We turn a blind eye to the sacrifice
Suffering will be our salvation
Death and rebirth are one
And though we perish, at last we vanquish
The scourge that we've become
