The Grin from the Gallows

I am the blazing heart of the canyon

Brandishing visions of cults

I behold the secret sparks

Like esoteric flames from a grave

Grasp the untamed snake

And wield it before me

I'll stand tall while I read your dreams

Leaving impressions of blasphemic cruelty

...from a remorseless realm of pain

I'm in the grin from the gallows

Where all my furies are howled

A spectrum of primal rage

I lead the procession

...through the flames

I'm the ruler of their grasping limbs

Drifting into the last war

A realm governed by Satan's scorn

Only unseen things are remembered

Pungent and harsh, great fears piercing your souls

Grasp the untamed snake

And wield it before me

I'll stand tall and degrade your dreams

Leaving impressions of impiety

I am the blazing heart of the valley

Flaunting a glimpse of despair

I behold the secret sparks

Like the hidden flames of Hell

Turn loose the feral beasts

And lead them towards me

I'll stand tall while I pervert your dreams

Echoing from the gallows