1. CROWN OF FROST

All alone
In my frigid domain
Just the wind to permeate my soul
I am gripped in the jaws of madness
With this Crown of frost
All alone
I am gripped in the jaws of madness
I define my right of conquest
With this Crown of frost

My foundations consumed in the permafrost
As my subjects form glaciers
I reside here in my torment
With this Crown of frost
Crown of frost


2. SHADES OF THE OAK

Harmony is shattered
Torn by toiled earth
Blood consecrated soil
Woad stained faces
Iron and malice
Twisted forms are waiting
Fortifying shades of oak
Tolerance is not timeless
Roots writhe restless
Summoning vengeance
Shades of oak
Ingloriously raped us
Dishonoured and disgraced us
Scathing shades of oak

Now hear this gold clad eagle
May your sandals find mire
And the stench below
Your gods found wanting
Brittle swords may strike no blows

Our roots are dying
At arrogant hands
Our fields are burning
Pyres blot the sky

Now hear this gold clad eagle
May your sandals find mire and the stench below
Your gods found wanting
Brittle swords may strike no blows
Find our thorns sharp and entangling
Snagging pompous finery to flayed flesh
Your wretched crying
Imbibes the branches
Gloats the oak

Our roots are dying
Shades of the oak


3. THE EYE THROUGH THE EMPTINESS

These idols have suffered the ages poorly
Hewn in brittle stone
Weathered by more noble epochs
Shattered and found hollow on the mantle of a greater god
Do not toil long on such graven images
For they to shall consume you to dust
In their fleeting lust for time

This night to summon thee
This night we call upon thee
This knife to set us free
And an eye peering through the emptiness

To glorify myself
Through the suffering of innocence
Strength beyond strength
And an eye peering through the emptiness


4. DINE WITH THE WOLVES

Negate the beast
That is utility
I am the hater of the invalid herd
I'd rather dine with the wolves
Than feast of abstinence
With the fools

Again and again
With malicious intent follow me
On broken knees and broken crutches
I would rather piss on you than share an ounce of empathy
I would rather wilfully
Lay myself upon the blade

I'd rather dine with the wolves
Than feast of abstinence with the fools


5. CAST OUR DEAD INTO THE LAKE

Inhale water

Cast our dead
Into the lake
Your remain toil in the mirky light

Haunting song march to madness
And in the night
Spiralling unfettered drum
Void of sympathy to those
Who evoke weakness through sentimental lore
Bound and torn jugular at placid water's edge

Inhale water
Make this offering to greater forms that shift below
They see you, peering eyes through the twilight and they smirk
Irreverent to your wasted life

Cast our dead into the lake
Your remains toil in the mirky light