Right Wing of the Garden Triptych

Death darkens all

Right wing of the garden triptych

Left marks The Fall

The middle ground apocalyptic

Why stay the grim inevitable

And play out with a whimper?

Fate is raising armies of our faith

Now

The future cows

Before the vows

Prophets thunder from the heavens

We seek to justify

Our seed spread far and wide

The eve that virtue died

Bore witness to this plague

Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons

Here...

This the sore beginning

To the war to end all wars

Götterdämmerung

Götterdämmerung, this hate brings fever

Götterdämmerung

Götterdämmerung, the great bereaver

Throw wide splintered lichgates

To the eldritch show's return

Unforgiving proof accural begs this cruel rebirth

A living fuel for the blaze of renewal, razing the earth

Pariahs and Messiahs of the highest worth

Fodder for the denizens of risen, hissing Hell

Nothing screams out mercy more than

Vivisection of the soul

Götterdämmerung

Götterdämmerung, all base deceivers

Coddle Abaddon

God, you got it wrong, now fall believers

Liars and deniers, thick in the mire's grasp

Treacherous and lecherous

Retching a sick bloodbath

Peace sits alone

Midst the desecration sewn

Like a stony queen of winter, throned

This the penalty for lust

Long dreaded, read in scripture

Vain pleasures fed to paint this...

Now

The future cows

Before the vows

Prophets thunder from the heavens

We seek to justify

Our seed spread far and wide

The eve that virtue died

Bore witness to this plague

Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons

Here...

Götterdämmerung

Götterdämmerung

A twilight for bone idols, sewer-suicidal from the heights

A dead man's stance to prayer, deafened ears to mortal plight

Pleas and effigies, clergy bang to rites

Belief is superficial when the missals dance alight

Death darkens all

Right wing of the garden triptych

Left marks The Fall

The universe is, at worst, ecliptic