The Halting

Swords, axes - forged by my own brand Lame, cast down from my mother's hand Thrown from heaven to my fall from grace Pig ugly - fire hides my face Gross, crippled beyond all repair Free falling to Sintian care Fire... the mountains all over this earth Are on fire, on fire This is when you fucks will burn Right now Hath, reject me, torn from my own throne Trapped, fettered, this is now your home Fire Fire hides my face I have no mother I have no mother I have no mother I have no one, no Nothing