The Dying World Lyrics

Unearth the salient deathmask
The negative image of ourselves
Paralyzed by its unnatural glow
Mesmerizing yet corrupt and cruel

The lobotomy on the spirit and soul
Less tormented yet bitter and foul
The heart is where the demon lives
Hailing the third morning of devilry

The laws of form, energy
And symmetry distorted
As an absolute undoing
Supervenes upon faith
Amidst the monumental pandemonium
The jaws of cosmic obscurity open

The inferno of the ethos ablaze
Ceaseless transformation resigning
The heart is where the demon lives
Hailing the last morning of true meaning

Horns white as candles
Rise against the roaring flames
The dance of the rattlesnake
Fires the dying world

Burning of
the poisoned flesh,
Burning of
the words of sin,
Burning of
the silenced will,
Burning of
the ashen wings