Through Thorns and Bones

Behold the birth of a black dawn
As the path like serpents coils
In deathlike fog - forth
Through thorns and bones

Behold the death of crippling doubt
As the beating heart stops
In the blackness unbound - forth
Through thorns and bones

Awaken, o great accuser!
As the harvest moon dawns
And the hearts of man burst ripe

Through wisdom of the dead
A flood of unpure chants
As damnation winds howl
The reaping has begun!