Abandon this forsaken age
Advancing yet awaiting
A collision with our past
Progressing towards that inescapable fate
Victory in this age hangs by a cord
Narcissism will serve as an ally no longer

Victory in this age strained by a void
Perpetuation remains our only choice
Victory in this age strained by a void
Perpetuation

We will accept this amendment
Back into our past
The aged hammer is anxious
Held back eager to descend
We are strained to deal
With what we once were
The forefathers our prototype,
Enduring through the epochs

Victory in this age strained by a void
Perpetuation remains our only choice
Victory in this age strained by a void
Perpetuation

A hopeless world around fragmented
Into primeval dust
Forged from those debris are we
We, who accept this amendment issued from our past thrive from those debris

An ancient storm will arise

Mankind shall once again
Call upon his place in this world
And burn all beliefs to escape the past
Shall reign in our forsaken age
Recognize what we are destined to
Become once again as we're bound by misery
Forever leading us towards

Vengeance of our past
Descend towards retribution for our acts

Dying fifth sun your mistakes will be erased
Your solar flares will drag us to our graves
The absence of your successor has them in denial
Four suns before this terrible disaster

With our blood we give rise to the Sixth Sun
To house us beneath the astral planes
Forgotten are the ways of the age of old
New horizons unfold
With your purifying glow the moon shines brighter than ever before
Deceit will not be known
Never again ignorant kings
Never again disposable slaves

Aborted sons of god your mouths sewn shut
Last dawn of the sick give way to the rising sun
Aborted sons of god your eyes sewn shut
First dusk of the six free of the age of the sick

Palaces not built out of greed
No beliefs drenched in secrecy
Chains won't shackle us to fear
Paradise on land not in the sky but for all to see

Aborted sons of god your mouths sewn shut
Last dawn of the sick give way to the rising sun
Aborted sons of god your eyes sewn shut
First dusk of the six free of the age of the sick

Opened sixth gate
The cunning have evaporated
Wisdom and intelligence reborn
No longer torn,
Earth and stars Sun and Moon
No rich nor poor
No chosen few
Only virtues

Unaligned stars that scream destruction
Devastated salvation
Sky is falling ground is trembling
City torched ocean of flames
Sun and moon at war
Death cloaked in red

Fallen creation
Burning in Ancient Chaos
Race of men lay dead
Man's creations in devastation
Race of men lay dead

Rapid disease sores bleed
Plagues that seek rotting flesh
Red waters infested by the dead
Smoke choked future caving walls
Wide spread famine dissolving heavens
Ash covered kingdom

Fallen creation
Burning in Ancient Chaos
Race of men lay dead
Man's creations in devastation
Race of men lay dead

Wrath of the ones from beyond the stars
Unlocked gates to these plains cursed are your names!
Nowhere to hide in this blood smeared night
Priest that preach lies
Never bound by holy ties


Unaligned stars that scream destruction
Sun and moon at war
Waters rising erased horizon
Howling tortured beasts
Forever burning in Ancient Chaos

Fallen creation
Burning in Ancient Chaos
Race of men lay dead
Man's creations in devastation
Race of men lay dead

Great sphere of fire incinerates the weak
Their ashes blown and swallowed by the sea
Never foreseen by the ones they believe
Burned are the institutions of lunacy


Fallen is the father
Enslaved is the child
Great sphere of fire incinerate
Incendiant

Ignite burn destroy conquer

Swiftly moving winds that carry these flames Of annihilation no salvation
Flame scripted fate in the book of doom
Fire proclamation of true devastation

Ignite burn destroy conquer

Unholy forces praise the enslavement of the Child and the fall of the father
Ignited temples burned words destroyed Image conquered religion

Fallen is the father
Enslaved is the child
Great sphere of fire incinerate
Incendiant

Treachery
In the shadows of their palace of worship
Bound! To the arts of destruction
Behind their anointed trinity cloaks
They crave the taste of human slaves
To feed to the flames feed them slaves

Contradictions of the righteous
Using the dead for their seduction

What lies in the dark
Is a secret that they murder to guard
Making you kneel
For what they know is a false god
So pray but the day will never come to be saved

Blind men don't feel the difference
Between the living dead
Praise the royal robe yet forget principles
Popes and disciples
Have never done miracles
Just tricks to wrap people
Around with their tentacles

Manifest things unknown
The pain will come seven-fold
Kingdom of God, comforting lies
That the church has promised and told
No questions to be asked
They swallowed the pill whole
Darkness veiled in light
Unknown masked as known

Blind men don't feel the difference
Between the living dead
Praise the royal robe yet forget principles
Popes and disciples
Have never done miracles
Just tricks to wrap people
Around with their tentacles

Banished to the never ending sands
Where the dark howls in tounges
Evades the moon from its secret art
He listens with hatred in his heart

Taste the flesh of the unborn
Your bed will forever be cold
My mistrust in you
Will not shame this throne
Enraged king utters and screams
Let the dunes be your open tomb

In this desolate state my soul
I trade for my vengeance
From this point I'll roam alone forever in pain
For I have felt the end of the world
I'll lurk in the unknown
And let my vengeance unfold

Alliances with the dead
Which your children know and dread
The flames will consume them
They know not your names
Though you have smelled the rot of my flesh and blood
I will forever be the fear within your hearts and thoughts

Two thousand nights beneath this shattered moon
I have come for you my once magnificent king

Your daughter speaks to me
On the top of temples to reach the stars
Your grandchild laughs faceless blinded defleshed
Now let this blade consume you with everlasting pain
Hordes of the sacred flame
Consume your soul 'til the end of days
The dunes await you...

Our campaign
The dream of our rigid king
We shall impose our will on our weakened foes
And rid our enemies our sworn adversaries
The weak shall succumb to our dreadful force

Such a terrible looming menace heathen hordes
Daunting horsemen
With an unchallenged taste for war
After vain opposition,
Princes beseeched mercy denied
Suffer miserable slaves
Appalling unbearable fates

The devil's horsemen
Death will come suddenly for you
Crushing Christian orders
Rivers of blood we have crossed
Mountains of victims at our back
Golden Horde of Asia the Devil's Horsemen

The wrath of our sturdy king
We shall impose on our weakened foes
And rid our enemies our sworn adversaries
The West will succumb to our dreadful force

Gods of war trample weakness
With spear and the gleaming sword
Kings submit all doubts and uncertainties
Are eternally eclipsed
Princes reap devastation
Dejected men shall not escape their issued fates
For we are the pure flame, the conquering ones

The devil's horsemen
Death will come suddenly for you
Crushing Christian orders
Rivers of blood we have crossed
Mountains of victims at our back
Golden Horde of Asia the Devil's Horsemen

Amidst our slaughter of saints
Our minds turn to the East
For alas our father has passed
As Princes of Blood we return to our homeland
For we now know the hearts of our enemies
Our Westerly slaves kings
Engrained with the shame of defeat
Forever scarred with despair and misery

Anu uttered the Oath of secrecy
Foul beings in disgraceful scenes
No more tolerance for these wretched things
Advised by malice the hearts of the great gods moved them to inflict The Great Flood

Reed house reed house Wall, Wall!
A secret plan I divulge to you,
A secret oath was devised
A scheme to end all things
For you have roamed too far O Shurappak man
Confidence overgrown Father Anu enraged
This vengeful plague is conceived to abolish the fires of man
Tear down your house.
You must take refuge in isolation,
Craft us a vessel a fortress to house
Perpetuate all crawling things

What do I tell my people?
Tell them of an expulsion from your home
That your lord shall keep you
Tell them nothing of that oath
Of the foul inception to abolish their world

Day upon day slaughtered were the sheep
An army of kin building this dream
By sunset Shamash had set a stated time
There arose a black cloud inside
Within the wrath of the gods
Six days and seven nights
Came the wind and flood
Flattening the land
The storm pounded turning flesh to clay
Annunaki Shullat Hanish Erragal Ninurta
The raven has left me on the seventh day

Charge the violation to the violator
Charge the offense to the offender
Be compassionate lest they be cut off
Be patient lest they be killed