Emancipate the forever enslaved
Devouring sources of dismay
Consuming the not consumable
Controlling the uncontrollable
This solitude arose to abdicate
Lords of a distant world evoked within
Dethrone the kings of Old
Enthrone the extract of sins so cold
[Chorus:]
Forge the sins sublime
The sins sublime
Foul soils ignite transcendent abnormities
Conjured, employed by mad beliefs
Foul soils ignite grim lying deceit
Insubstantial concise; ignorant disease
For belief, just for belief…
[Repeat Chorus.]
Vague cries of dark distant times…
Arose for abdication dissolved
Dethrone kings of Old
It’s my time…
-the extract of sins so cold
I devour what thou can’t digest
Turn soils sour, thy orders infest
Holy father moan & confess
Preached totems; convalescence in death
Behold the forge of sins sublime
Of sins sublime — the sins so vile