Waco the King Lyrics

Trudging through the moors
And the fields of marred glory
Didn't have a choice
Rumors spread around
That the empire has finally fallen
Besieged on all sides
Lead your pack, a pride of wolves
Among the jackals that hungry throng
When the splendors collapse and wane
Treading where legions fear to march
Onwards, to battle, Pillage and slay
Steadfast ascendancy, until that hoary wisdom fades

High 'King
Raptured Vanguard
High 'King
You only want to fall asleep

Brumal lands of you're
The ancestral home forsaken
Abandoned mirage
To carve a realm anew
In your wake a stream of gore
Ephemeral dream
Descendants betray your might
They say that blessed are the meek
Fuel their souls with lies of a false rebirth
Embrace a whole new faith
of denial
To worship pain and fear, just to kneel before the pope

High 'King
All but forgotten your pernicious name
Transcend the threshold
You only want to fall asleep

Useful tools of fools
Tangled in a game that's for the grown-ups!
Devious powers confound
Pledging their swords - blades ominous
When you crossed that river of fate
And brought your children to the slaughter
Southbound to the ruinous lands
Raptured vanguard, in oblivion scions fall
Sire of a frail kingdom
Rule the horde, a warrior tribe
Stepped in the dark and wanton game
Won't they meddle with the divine
Lords and tower-builders
A purpled menace, to benight
High 'King
Raptured Vanguard
High 'King
You only want to fall asleep...
...and lead your children to the slaughter