The Reaper's Spiral Lyrics

I stand on this hill
I await the coming tempest
Shades becloud the horizon
A flood of chthonic flesh

I stand on this hill
I recall the wanton slaughter
Of my kith and their children
My blood burns for their due

I will stand in deadly combat
To strike, to slay, to fall
Descend the Reaper's Spiral
A pox upon my soul
These bitter twisted memories
Implanted and obscene
Now awake I question
What the mind's eye sees

Enthralled
Dark seeds are sown
Mark of cain placed on my brow
Down the reapers spiral I fall

In the realm of Hypnos
My hands unthinking weapons
Bladed limbs bite through bone
This soil befouled by death