Onirica

Is this what we died for?
A swarming mass of slimy worms
Slowly corroding to decay the soil they crawl on
Is this the beginning? Is this the end?
Is just this the circle we have been entrapped in?

I will escape this punishment
I will destroy the cage and the oppressor
For I will know no clemency
Your loot will be crushed into dust

Whose the cut head in my hand is?

"Can you feel me? Can you feel me?
Can you find me? Can you find me?
Shall not! Cannot!"

Lifeless in the dark mud
We open our eyes
Awakening and rising up
Suspended in the fog
Ghostly from the darkness
The Priestess lends her hand
And brings us to worlds
I'd never seen before

Sweetly she kisses my lips
Then whispers in my ear
How many days were stolen
From our path to go:

"Every moment we live
Is a step toward death
And every breath a grain of sand
Slipping away"

We'll come back
On wings of revenge
I will see your face again
When the prey will scream from the flames

Here I sit
On my throne of wrath
The traitor can't be purged of his sins
But with his own blood

"And when the sun turns black,
And when the rivers turn red,
The ground will crumble all at once
And the beasts will emerge

The ones with the mark will ascend
And be saved by the Word
Then all the others will know
The grim face of the Hanged One"

We'll come back
On wings of revenge
I will see your face again
When the prey will scream from the flames

Here I sit
On my throne of wrath
The traitor can't be purged of his sins
But with his own guilty blood

Let the snakes creep
Let the wolves feed
Let the scorpion be crowned by the night
Let the snakes creep
Let the wolves feed
Let our advent blacken the light