Defector DCXVI Lyrics

The falcon encouraged,
my vengeful rampage as an angel.
And the jackal nursed my return,
as an unsettled fallen one.

I was too volatile to keep in Heaven,
but also completely indestructible.
Forever exiled to the mortal layer,
to keep the Heavens out of reach.

We do not forget,
we do not forgive.
My red eyes will transcend,
the light of Ra.

Hear my hymns,
the hymns of the damned!
May the angels be unable,
to turn away their ears.

And your gates,
your gates will be rammed!
By the ones you called out,
from your greatest fears.

Hear my hymns!
They are the ordnance,
of my own design!

Hear my hymns,
the hymns of the damned!
Surrender your heart,
to the melody at hand.

My righteous seat of power,
was always on the center throne.
And that’s also where,
you’ll find me when the Syndissiah fall.

You may have turned some of us,
but you will never get us all.
The weapons I create,
are the onslaught winning this war.

Hear my hymns,
the hymns of the damned!
May the angels be unable,
to turn away their ears.

And your gates,
your gates will be rammed!
By the ones you called out,
from your greatest fears.

Hear my hymns!
They are the ordnance,
of my own design!

Hear my hymns,
the hymns of the damned!
Surrender your heart,
to the melody at hand.

Don’t you ever mistake,
my silence for ignorance.
My calmness for acceptance,
and my kindness for weakness.

This conflict is the only thing,
between the Zionic throne and me.
And I will, I will not be denied.

Judgment or mercy, which one will it be?
While you hide in your ivory tower,
let me then bring this godless world together.

A battalion of wraiths,
with their hearts set on vengeance.
Against your myriad group of scraps,
harboring no will of their own.

We do not forget,
we do not forgive.
My red eyes will transcend,
the light of Ra.

Hear my hymns,
the hymns of the damned!
May the angels be unable,
to turn away their ears.

And your gates,
your gates will be rammed!
By the ones you called out,
from your greatest fears.

Hear my hymns!
They are the ordnance,
of my own design!

Hear my hymns,
the hymns of the damned!
Surrender your heart,
to the melody at hand.

May the angels be unable,
to turn away their ears.

Hear my hymns!