And Every Sword Unsheathed Lyrics

All the temples we shall rule, The devils cavern we shall burn.

Impatience is our hallowed tomb.
We finalize this annihilation.
"Where to lay the waste;
Across these tattered eaves?"
Amongst these high roads
There exists deception.
Unholiness to every element of
Staged election.

I am crouched, gnawing at the crows feet.
Dusted fingernails, bury the hatchet.
Lithium nightmares, spinal infarction.

Fear the valiant, the many.
They will come in droves
To spite our world.