1. ON THE DESCENT TO HELL

On the descent to hell
Ground beneath
Starts to burn
Tongues of fire
Spoke the word

I have placed the
Hourglass on your
Shoulder, the sand
Has run through


2. DEATH'S CROWN

There is a king, death by name
Not made of flesh and bone
There is a reaper, king by name
Never far, always near

There is a king, death by name
Known as a foe to mortals
There is a reaper, king by name
Your knees, your knees are
Made for kneeling


3. A CONTRACT WRITTEN IN ASHES

The giant gearwheel
Just keep spinning
It knows how to feed you

Filthy, stinky, ugly
Can you see it?
Can you hear it?
I know you can!
But can you feel it?

And all that is earthly
Is permeated by death
And the barren Earth
Serves as a cover
To your bones

And nothing can you call
Your own but death
And a hunger to harvest
A contract written in ashes

Keep swallowing the lies
Until you're blind and deaf
Heel on the shovel
I am digging you a grave

Can you feel it now?


4. DEAD SEED

Dead seed
Covers the Earth
Crawling on the surface
Making every attempt
To survive

Dead seed
Where none is the number
Birth is death
From cradle to coffin

Dead seed
The engine of death
Shadows projected
Against a wall of death

Dead seed
Thousands of miles
In the mouth of a graveyard
Everything set in motion
Is perishable


5. FLESHLESS

No eyes, no tongue
And no lung
No skin or no blood

What you are, we once were
What we are, you shall
You shall become

You're standing in an open
Grave, still digging
With your feet deep
In the Earth
So far away and yet so close

Death for death
To all, to each
Reaper, it's harvest time

No eyes, no tongue
And no lung
No skin or no blood

What you are, we once were
What we are, you shall
You shall become


6. DEATH THROES

Everything leads us to death
each breath is a tribute to it
Death's stringent fire reveals
Life as a dream and illusion

Death throes

Conceit and a bitter outrage
Of the nameless suffering
Of humanity to death
With the grave as a reflection
For the living to view the image
Of their own future


7. THE WRATH FROM BENEATH

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8. ALONGSIDE DEATH

Suit up for destruction
Power, heat, energy
Keep the black flame alive
Feed it with whatever
It needs to survive

Burn the fields
Feed it with hell's fury
Even the most perpetual
Creation is doomed to perish
Stop the motion, turn it into
A rugged shell

Alongside death
Till we out number them
Alongside death
Till the red and the yellow
Turns into the black