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Inhale

Submerge it into the sphere

A thousand burning offerings

Upon the altars of cosmic sacrifice

And then they appeared before me, like a bliss of light

They drew their blades across my throat

Those cunning specters of nothingness

Yet all of life was in vain

Keep the pressure on the wound

The moment has come

From where did this moment come to pass?

Pursued by the virtues of the fallen

Have we ever come this far?

The day of wrath

The cruel, searing flame

Stars extinguished

The moon hides in shame

The earth will quake

The heavens will fall

Towards Nadir and ever further down

Reaching the depths of stasis

Towards Zenith and the sun above

Illuminating the void

Doom unheard of, disaster untold

The end has come, the story grows cold

In the wake of judgment, no pity, no grace

The Lord strikes hard, we must meet His face

The peaceful meadows, now barren, lay waste

The lion leaves its lair with furious haste

The land turns desolate, no refuge, no light

The sword and the wrath consume the night