Reap the Fruits of Famine
Scourge of God, devourer of light
Feasting on fields, where life once thrived
Blackened skies, the sun obscured
No crops remain, all hope is blurred
An ancient plague, risen from the grave
No sanctuary, mankind enslaved
When greed turns to need the beast will be freed
When the people who plead for a strong hand to lead are deceived
The chattering of wings, a symphony of woe
As famine's grip tightens, our spirits sink low
Our bodies wither, our spirits decay
Bound by hunger, we long for the day
A horseman rides on a steed black as night
His only gift, a contagion of blight
Day of Wrath
Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth
When from heaven the Judge descendeth
On whose sentence all dependeth
Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth
Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth
All before the throne it bringeth
Death is struck, and nature quaking
All creation is awaking
Day of wrath! O day of mourning!
See fulfilled the prophets' warning
Heaven and earth in ashes burning!
Come day of reckoning
When the Judge his seat attain
each buried deed arraigned
Nothing unavenged remain
What shall I, frail man, be pleading?
Who for me be interceding
When the just are mercy needing?
Grant Thy gift of absolution
Ere the retribution
Ah! that day of tears and mourning
From the dust of earth returning
See, like ashes, my contrition
Help me in my last condition
Headstone
Lay me face down in a nameless grave
As I fade into memory
I am at peace
As I transcend into obscurity
I am at peace
What is this gift, I've been given
Not of silver, not of gold
In garments white as snow
What is death, but a clean slate
A ransom paid in blood
Leave my headstone empty
As I reside unscathed, forevermore
Weep not for me
There is no pain, I suffer not
In absence I remain
Though i know you won’t forget my name
From grave through purgatory
My heart is set
My heart is set
What is death, but a clean slate
A ransom paid in blood
Leave my headstone empty
Break Bread with the Dead
From the shadows it feeds your mind
The fear of being left behind
Nothing left for you to find
Pray for your soul, ‘cause you are next in line
For as the bell tolls
withering leaves fall
And you break bread with the dead
You were there when mountains fell
Now only you live to tell
As you break bread with the dead
Desolation, your only friend
as you await your fiery end
It is too late to sow with tears
You'll only reap your inmost fears
For as the bell tolls
withering leaves fall
And you break bread with the dead
You were there when mountains fell
When your world merged with hell
As you break bread with the dead
You saw the horizon fall
This is the end all, be all
Where Dead Hands Linger
Lost souls wander, bowed in dismay
In this cursed land, they forever stay
Freezing rain, howling winds
In this moment, the end begins
Bleak winter skies
As they'll be forevermore
See your fate intertwine, at the end of our bloodline
Whispers of the past, remind us every day
In the bleak winter skies, love fades away
Feasting crows, shallow graves
Taste of iron, broken glass
In these ruins, where we held our mass
By dead hands, the end came at last
Bleak winter skies
As they'll be forevermore
See your fate intertwine, at the end of our bloodline
Whispers of the past, rising every day
In the bleak winter skies, life finds a way
Lifeless sun
Dead hands show no remorse
Deathless
Time grinds bone to dust
No man is spared
No quenching its lust
Can’t be ensnared
In ashes, I rest
Cleansed through fire
beware the nothingness
the endless void
Relentless
The marching of time
Helpless
Consumed by the flame
Mercyless
Leave the dead behind
Deathless
I am Deathless
Cremate to create
I am Endless
Reborn to remain
Ancient of days
Show me the ways
I am Deathless
Reborn to remain
The illusion is broken
With every word spoken
Cleansed in fire
Light the funeral pyre
Let not your feet stumble
Do not fall asleep nor slumber
from ashes to dust to ashes
on earth as it is in heaven
I am Deathless
Cremate to create
I am Endless
Reborn to remain
Ancient of days
Show me the ways
I am Deathless
Reborn to remain