Coffin Gateways

Holding a fire and a thousand of sparksAn angel so forgetful of the manners thereofYearning to cannibalise a wicked worldOh I swear, I hear him coming closerHeed no longer but uncoil your spineNo one is damned in the love of our black titanThe promise of he who damns but your foeRedemption is easy, redemption is cheapVisionarieIdolaterOccultistSatanistAgitatorand seerProvocateurInstigatorTheir wishes do come trueThe next evolution of woman and man still standThe spiritually pitch black fewCarnivores ready to rule and tear their landThe righteous and definable tremble and shiverAs even the sun flicker at his breathThe beast rages on our gloomed globeAnd mares seem to haunt life to exhaustionTheir wishes do come trueThe next evolution of woman and man still standThe spiritually pitch black fewCarnivores ready to rule and tear their land