The Tartarus Impalement
A perfect climax
Empty words and feeble souls confined in unholy lore
Those to be avenged, dormant in their graves
A dismal horizon of vigilance
Sworn to stillness
Obscured by intentful shadows
A cell for all to view with pleasure
The end is before our eyes
Lay down your lives, today is a good day to die
Today is a good day to die
Almighty archaic exalted one, hear my invoking of power
Accept my body through your marvelous gates
Devour the essence of light
Our vengeance has risen, unburied from shallow graves
Our rage is infinite
Crushed by the weight of lust he fails to perceive the truth directly before his eyes
Too daft and obsessed with fortune, dismissing internal cries
Lay down your lives, today is a good day to die
Today is a good day to die
I'll never forget it, the day they came. I remember it like it was yesterday
I still see my family... I still them petrified under that light
That purple glow you see right before they
I wonder what it would've been like if I were older, if I truly understood then what was actually happening around me, maybe I could've saved them
Maybe I could've stopped all of this from happening
Maybe things would've been different
I don't know. Twenty seven years later, and here we still are
Still clinging to life, still desperately running away
And you know what? It just gets worse, and it will continue to get worse if we don't make a difference here, today
Although we can save the rest of them, nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
I have lost all I had, everything I am
Everything that once was, now a shadow on the ground
A memory that couldn't be anything more than sorrow and fury
I'll never see home again,
Never comfort my wife as she mourns
And I'll never hear the cries of my firstborn son
How can I possibly continue on?
If victory is achieved
As order restores life will permit me to take who I love and grasp them tight
For I will return home and finish this fight
The vessel of infinite lies, devouring the essence of light
Lurking in the shadows, luck and wisdom coincide
Pernicious, dangerous, detrimental, a malevolent, sinister mortal stabbing the miscreant
The Tartarus impalement
Ready for war, standing before, the impending end of all things to come
Your grisly structure compliments the cold heart forged between your black lungs
Repent, or revel in your dying art as I force your corpse into the ground
Taking our lives. Immune to pain
Breaking our bones. Bludgeoned to death
Suddenly a weakness appears
The brute is stabbed through the back
The duel of enemies ceases as Tartarus falls down to his knees
Impaled
The defilement of hierarchs silenced by the sword, swallowed in martyrous lore
Tonight, victory is mine!
Die, taker of lives!
Tonight's victory is mine!
Tonight's victory is mine!
Empty words and feeble souls confined in unholy lore
Those to be avenged, dormant in their graves
A dismal horizon of vigilance
Sworn to stillness
Obscured by intentful shadows
A cell for all to view with pleasure
The end is before our eyes
Lay down your lives, today is a good day to die
Today is a good day to die
Almighty archaic exalted one, hear my invoking of power
Accept my body through your marvelous gates
Devour the essence of light
Our vengeance has risen, unburied from shallow graves
Our rage is infinite
Crushed by the weight of lust he fails to perceive the truth directly before his eyes
Too daft and obsessed with fortune, dismissing internal cries
Lay down your lives, today is a good day to die
Today is a good day to die
I'll never forget it, the day they came. I remember it like it was yesterday
I still see my family... I still them petrified under that light
That purple glow you see right before they
I wonder what it would've been like if I were older, if I truly understood then what was actually happening around me, maybe I could've saved them
Maybe I could've stopped all of this from happening
Maybe things would've been different
I don't know. Twenty seven years later, and here we still are
Still clinging to life, still desperately running away
And you know what? It just gets worse, and it will continue to get worse if we don't make a difference here, today
Although we can save the rest of them, nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
I have lost all I had, everything I am
Everything that once was, now a shadow on the ground
A memory that couldn't be anything more than sorrow and fury
I'll never see home again,
Never comfort my wife as she mourns
And I'll never hear the cries of my firstborn son
How can I possibly continue on?
If victory is achieved
As order restores life will permit me to take who I love and grasp them tight
For I will return home and finish this fight
The vessel of infinite lies, devouring the essence of light
Lurking in the shadows, luck and wisdom coincide
Pernicious, dangerous, detrimental, a malevolent, sinister mortal stabbing the miscreant
The Tartarus impalement
Ready for war, standing before, the impending end of all things to come
Your grisly structure compliments the cold heart forged between your black lungs
Repent, or revel in your dying art as I force your corpse into the ground
Taking our lives. Immune to pain
Breaking our bones. Bludgeoned to death
Suddenly a weakness appears
The brute is stabbed through the back
The duel of enemies ceases as Tartarus falls down to his knees
Impaled
The defilement of hierarchs silenced by the sword, swallowed in martyrous lore
Tonight, victory is mine!
Die, taker of lives!
Tonight's victory is mine!
Tonight's victory is mine!
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Writer(s): Christopher Wiseman
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