Far beyond appolyons lair 
Across the sea of pestilence 
sound of grim andantes blair 
Pale orbs glide through remnants 
planned utopia now in shards 
Frostwork lines once scorching flames 
Bullet hole piercings stop beating hearts 
Though sounds of beating forever remain 
Wraiths will pass 
And the days are bleak 
blessing of strength 
Is promised to the weak 
cephalic slaying 
Upon whom they shall seek 
Chance of penitence 
Before the pendulum swings 
The deads residence 
Buried in collapsed machines 
Far beyond catastrophic 
festivity of demise 
Rise of the prophets 
Spirits sounding battlecries 
blood drawn map will
Guide their way
To the chosen ones
Staggering and decayed
No air fills their lungs
Flee for safety but its too late
Their judgement has ensured ill fate
Beg for forgiveness it wont pass 
Take one more breath for its the last 
Clouded eyes will walk their way 
Into the knife of a vengeance embraced 
relentless assault upon the wicked hearts 
relentless assault upon the wicked hearts 
Sinners unto broken paths 
Acts of fury relieves this wrath 
Widows and children weep of their loss 
These acts of duty formed of just cause 
Apparitions retreat to the violet sky 
Hearing nothing more of their endless cries 
baleful aura in the graveyard of broken gears 
Sounds of steps breaking silence into fear 
They tried to hide and only ended up slain 
massacre repeated by those unchained