Resurrection and death breeds loyalty I stand before the citadel At the gate of servitude Excruciations seek penitence Exultant cults of eschatology A Eucharist of self-consumption Mirroring our degeneracies Now worship these worthless revenants Pain befallen Shadow mask The blind curator Woman condemned A solemn mercy Given through oblivion Dying and dimming suns From the pit of some dark star Spiral into the void of the serpent's mouth Inchoate To pick the flower of dissolution Initiate A journey from torture to commiseration Apostate To raise the hallowed sword and cast it out to the dying sun Increate For the battle is won