To Dust

Left to hell you burn Your Piety Your Purity To be rewarded all for nothing as in life as in the end Sanctimonious Frustrated brutality Lack of ecstatic conjuration Hands are clasped as nothing heals I hear your condemnations I pray they never cease As the old one's stay your poison and your blasphemy You've hated humanity Installed self captivity Now in your rapture and behavior comes celestial slavery As I liberate Through the brittle walls I will feast upon The seraphim that fall See how glorious Their future has passed Without the voice of dissolution praying for the end Of everything Our hope The thoughts inside our head In reflection and self domination Reclamation of the soul As I liberate Through the brittle walls I will feast upon The seraphim that fall As I liberate Through the brittle walls I will feast upon The seraphim that fall