Drug of days, time malaise, shape taken enters the line
Ceremony ingest a poisonous fate know to time
Alchemy, black lotus ferment is carried afoot
Betwixt among relatives hiding a past that's a fold and aloof

Be thy eyes ancestors reign
Past attune and paravased
Serum drunk reflect and chased
Bloodline trip enters their graves

Priestess of a timeless cup, the taker has looked through old eyes
To see why of religion's course, my brothers path goes so wide
Killers maze, the holy's rage dreaded down under its size
Spirits tread, the lives gone dead, a risk to expose my face, my demise

Be thy eyes ancestors reign
Past attune and paravased
Serum drunk reflect and chased
Bloodline trip enters their graves
In the winds of time blowing on
Of the hourglass Balteazeen

Knuckles thrash their way to find a skull that just can't hide
I duck and slip away to an uppercut and hide the feint
Lament and cry aloud as the opposition finds his deadly trap
Concuss the blow and find the targets places pinpoint, exact

Darkened goal reveal strength as my enemies see my war inside
Look defeat is chopping down to seek and death defile his demise
Allude and cover up anticipate the strike
Hardened punch deigns the vision of a face... and prize

The blood amongst this cage, the fiend within my rage
A ring of circumstance, heart is with me

Knuckles thrash their way to find a skull that just can't hide
I duck and slid away to an uppercut and hide the feint
Lament and cry aloud as the opposition find his deadly trap
Concuss the blow and find the targets placed pinpoint, exact

The blood amongst this cage, the fiend within my rage
A ring of circumstance, devil with me

A puppets shadow dance, unkind the fall of chance
A prophet's mammon for your life
A cage of blood for your beaten size

The blood amongst this cage, the fiend within my rage
A ring of circumstance, devil with me

Bloody knuckles

Plant the seed, growing breed, within the turning weed, manifest oracles light
Harvest moon, Winter chills, strengthening breed that kills, fertile female gives sight
Sacrifice of males undone, slays to waste, what's been called unsung
Manifestia, green girl gives the way to follow, growing hollow

Smoke weed

Clone the creed, DNA, cutting back the trim delay, clouds of the spirit gave life
Earthen plant, fertile land, ready for the caravan, the girl of the world plants her plight
Stars agazing, microhazing, planet turned to climate phasing
Face of beauty, conjures duty, quest to find the green bud lurking

Kill me a sacrifice
A guidance given lights
Oracle ancient fire

Kill me a sacrifice
A Guidance given lights
Oracle ancient fire
Fertile green gives with pyre

Plant the seed, growing breed, within the turning weed, manifest oracles light
Harvest moon, Winter chills, strengthening breed that kills, fertile female gives sight
Sacrifice of males undone, slays to waste, what's been called unsung
Manifestia, green girl gives the way to follow, grows mankind

Black Stygian soil, conjures craft made undo times fertility
A karmic move you know the darkness always comes in threes
An alchemist finds frozen secret left behind the deeds
A wrath upon the humans less beyond this point society

Evolutions of a birth, a rhyme to tell this crimson tale
Evoke the faithful creed, the sacred secrets of society
Vanarian wars exploit the blood of Stygian wise men, alchemy
Forgotten magic secrets shamed

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Ablaze with searing power
Sands of time will count the hours
Upside down turning faster
The come to burn the bastard
Read ethereal runes engraving
Appease the mass's craving
Heretic accused, a trial
Inquisition, last denial

I'll scourge your ghost
Salvation's tomb
Dark fanes my cloak
Deny my power and I'll burn you as the dead is

Demon knows your name this hour
Careful that it doesn't follow
Tiania elder bearing
Brings death amongst this hearing
The wrath of priests are hollowed
Abominations followed
Awake to a death ancestor
Wrong the place to please the master

I'll scourge your ghost
Salvation's tomb
Dark fanes my cloak
Deny my power and I'll burn you as the dead is

I'll scourge your ghost
Salvation's tomb
Dark fanes my cloak
Deny my power and I'll burn you as the dead is

A psychopath has found a sight and a way to be the king of days
A rhyme without a poem and the luster of his last ways
The angels of death had a right and a cause for a sorrow to say
A mortal flight across a chasm and on to the underworld's graves

They sail a burning sun
A war they never won
They toss the fear aside
Never to ask for - pride

The spirits flights into a valley, a darkness that led them astray
An infant's eyes now open, with it a tempter, allude and betray
You know your master's leash is tight and keeps your death and your children at bay
The raging maniac aware and knows the cost of his earthly maze

They sail a burning sun
A war they never won
They toss the fear aside
Never to ask for - pride

De Vermis Mysteriis, awkward and curious, anoesis has opened its face
Kathulos, conjurer, tests of pain, Hasturers, pupils of black show their faith

Wizards, Hypoborea, craft of Khem, torn of the acriment write of their place
Winds of Zaar, origin traced, blue of skin, nuclear phase takes a race lost in time

Lance of kings, string of hate, obsessed upon morals and taint that obeys winds and kinds
Perpetrate, land affixed, Acheron escaping the scrolls and a fate of their shrine

Long live traveler
Winds now die
Dark place creature
Destined night

Geminis suckled of the wolf
The milk that's drank will be withstood
Rome shall be
The royal blood in which we bask
An empire not seen in the past
Divinity

A way to carry on
Pack of the wild dogs
Belief that two are one
Blood in the sense so true
Death of the honor due
Festival of Mu
A way to carry on
Pack of wild dogs

Land tides to raise the sunken span?
Atlantis sees a coming land
Rome shall be
Growth the dirt unto apore a plant
Adopt a populace who can't
Divinity

A way to carry on
Pack of wild dogs
Belief that two are one
Brothers of the end the two
A way to carry on
Pack of wild dogs
Belief that two are one
Death of the honor due

Bombarding its cavalry, across the river they sleep
Bayonets running through the line, cutting the men in half, divide
Muskets fire with powder, weak willed men desert and cower
Hark, the sound of thunder, waning the general's plunder

Leading the charge
Running them through
Soldiers death be true

Cannons fire as civil conflict, bridles drenched blood crude
In this battle the screaming war, cries that hear no truce
Charge on horseback breaks through the line, grey and blue Death's truce
Hark the sound of thunder, waning the general's plunder

Leading the charge
Running them through
Soldiers death be true