Scion

Freedom from a place so cold and pale, ashes fall

Scratch the icon from the stone, for his path is thorned

We have failed to keep this wretch from killing us

Spear the heart

Crack the skies

Break the chains you bind

Love is the whole of the law

I crawled through the dusts of the earth

cloaked in the salts of the sand from the sea

Life; idle chaos sculpting form

Servants unto the angels' whore

Hear me now, king of kings

I shall kneel before no god, for I am evermore

Your legs have buckled under crowns of gold, lies and blood

Wretch

Wounds, that sting of dirt and sweat

Here sounds the horn of mules, bleeding ears with empty eyes

Reason, torn free

And now the cinders burn out

To keep this wreath from choking us

Spear the heart

Crack the skies

Break the chains you bind

Love is the whole of the law

I crawled through the dusts of the earth

cloaked in the salts of the sand from the sea

Death; this path is life? No

Saviour, of death (cry)

Reason, my name (now)

I am the slayer of gods