Dress Code: Blood

We come by dawn
The last of days
When we are gone
All is erased.

Darkening your coasts of gold
Sails of black, souls of coal
By fear embraced, the end unfolds
Pray for oblivion to take hold.

No one can save you
Hero nor god
We’re here to enslave you
We come in dress code: blood.

Bathe in blood, thick as oil
We take your life as our spoil
Our sins cannot be assoiled
Damnation, the endless coil.

No one can save you
Hero nor god
We’re here to enslave you
We come in dress code: blood.

Our flag ill-famed
On your headstone
We write our name
In the ashes of your bones.

Hear the wind through the charnel house
By its rhythms we are aroused
See us now, in blood doused
Sell your soul, be our Faust.

All that is, must be bled
Till the land is barren and dead
Our destiny is to be fed
By every kingdom that lies ahead.

No one can save you
Hero nor god
We’re here to enslave you
We come in dress code: blood.