Hordes

Our roots from below
Demise our belief in the flesh

The Ode is in profanation
We are but slaves
We are but eternal
Eyes to the infinite

Martyrium
Admonishment
We are particles of Nihil
Faithful of the Awaken

Our souls as weapon
On the altar of chaos

Crucifixion of sanctity
Our flesh is one

We crush the future
Beyond creation
Towers of Lies
Born in blasphemy

We adorn the Temple
Of the Sleeper
With neglect
As trophy
Release is in torment
The Plague is Divinity