The Black Dawn of Sophia Lyrics

Man, hast thou felt the rising winds of death
Howling among these ancient marble walls?
There, below, crawling the procession
Groveling beneath the corroding sun

Melting among the desolate vaults of heaven
That is rotting gold
The ominous dawn of Sophia

There is no benevolence
In the abyss beyond all deaths
Wisdom of the shrines
No more burden of the cross
The macabre dance
Around the new risen throne

The hands of agony
Barbwired in prayer
The bleached icon of the chaste
The image that gave birth to Logos
The discordance severed by the Devil's blade

The whore of thousand lustful tongues
The torment circles forevermore

Elegance of Hell
Charnel Mother
Eternal is She

In this realm of tombs
Devoid of grace
In the sepulchral shrine
The black dawn of Sophia