Emperor Of The Void

I am the king of the great islands of grey

Windswept and scatted, bent and confused

My castle is my ruin, the mouldering grave

Where memory fades along with the mourning cry of the mother

I am the king, the ruler of these grey islands

I'm the emperor of the void

I am grey. The weakened ruler of these islands

I'm the emperor of the void

Who counts the wounds, who sees the hunger, the flight of denial

The fibres the nerves, the raptures and bursts, from arteric to cell

Continuously repeating, the hymn of life and death

And the holy whore, desecrated in desperation

I stand before destruction, touching the stone of my realm

So dignified, unmerciful, without empathy

You saw my birth, an ornament in your grain

You see my death, terrible and divine