Rite of the New Dawn Lyrics

In the fog,
In this final moment.
In the hour of damnation!
By the rite,
Of the white gold flower.
By the light of the new born dawn.
A red star shines, an evil presence.

Like a parasite gnawing on our minds.
Upsurping the will, feeding on the flame.
Draining its essence, polluting the self.

I breathe the dust of this dreadful place.
The slow poisoning as the dirge continues ever onward.
We merge with the consciousness of the hive mind.

Our limbs stretched,
Our bones mangled.
Obscure deformations,
Of our mortal vessels.

A body fitted to serve only one purpose.
Fragile flesh molded To adhere to the omniscient will.

The age of flexibility Brought forth by our own twisted desires.
Condemned by those of old, Who predetermined our destiny.