Altars of Azrael Lyrics


Wilted winged angel

Scented of carrion

Decrepit one of decay

Sulphur of the spirit

Harvester of those

Who have passed beyond

Without warning

Void of signal

Alpha Omega

As life is the beginning of the end

Bibire Venenum In Auro

To conquer fate

One must sacrifice

Unlock the gate to the afterlife

Stare into the void

The deep shall reflect

The bell toll

Rings its final chime

When the hourglass

Has dropped all its sand

To you he shall descend

And reap the life from man

The blood of life shall spill

Upon the altar of Azrael

The circle of vultures

Above the valley of death

What goes up, must come down

Down, down underground

Mors ultima ratio

Death becomes all

So soon but never late

As a sign that carves in stone

To seal one's fate

Of ego and mind

And body - to decompose