Weep for the vanquisher Who dares not to look at himself Reflecting from the bottom Where the blood stands still In the chasm of shattered bones Woe to the wanderer Unable to halt Endlessly craving to conquer Far reaches of his own solitude Mourn the tyrant Sadistic in his supremacy His sword does not burden Nor does it falter When the judgement...Learn More

Embers begin their flicker A hypnotic, dread dance Atlas for the weak world Cleansing with flames and passion A funeral pyre for past oaths The purification of old ideals Ascend into the clouds As smoke dissipates My world is not below, not above Let the filth awaken you Embrace the sickening downpour Mark this as a victory Hail me as...Learn More