Feed the Swamp

Thin venire of gold
Veils a mouldering kingdom a kiln long gone cold and a lord's withered soul
Mindless he flounders at the end of an age

In the bowels of the world with rot taking hold
Benighted and blighted cursed deities devolve
They await demise
Beyond all redemption

How far can it sink
Deep corruption that won't burn away
The stink of decline
A corpulent body lies ripe in decay

Seal a pact clear the path
Preordained no turning back
Snuff the embers stoke the dark
As the flame dies feed the swamp

Seal a pact clear the path
Preordained no turning back
Snuff the embers stoke the dark
As the flame dies feed the swamp

All will prostrate and surely obey
As darkness lays claim
In ash and in decay
The cursed one will reign
Put the father to rest and dispose of a lingering shame
In perdition and dust he awaits a grim fate
Struggle in vain guardians
Antiquated servants cling to what must be erased

How far can it sink
How long can the new age be kept at bay
The cleansing at hand
Lords of old tremble they will rue the day

Seal a pact clear the path
Preordained no turning back
Snuff the embers stoke the dark
As the flame dies feed the swamp

Seal a pact clear the path
This deception could never last
A new order birthed in blood
As the flame dies feed the swamp

Feed
Passing light
Endless night
Age of dark
Vision of might

Survey the ashes of a stagnating kingdom righteously despised
Revenge and purpose whispers the serpent

Survey the ashes of a decrepid kingdom laid low by the hubris of a lord at his end
Feared from the start
Man's true power

Feed, feed, feed, feed the swamp
In the bowels of the world
With rot taking hold



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Harvey
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