Towards Suphur Sepulchres Lyrics

O, hatred!
I accept you for all that you are
And consume you as a fuel
To curse every parasite
Co-opting craft to create war
Craving their own personal Canaan
Fabricating an idol from manure
A vain attempt to bless such vile bloodlust

Let me alone, that I may destroy them, and blot out their names from under heaven

I accept such folk for all that they are
Cultural vampires
Chained to the fallacy of tradition
Lurking in a bastion of sand
As the tide rolls in
Let the heavens shine on thee
To become what you are meant to be
Ashes crumbling into the sea

I accept you for who you are
A stain on the fabric we weave
A blight for which I shall not grieve
On the day you cease to breathe