The Earth We Shall Inherit

At dusk all is silent and still
Our withered hearts remain the strongest of them all
For they do not know to accept such obedience
Conquering the weak leaving civilization behind.

Rise beneath the sands
And summon thee in man
And then you will know our vengeance is real!

In a time beyond consciousness
Rivers ran about their feet
And their heads rose in majesty
And spoke like distant thunder.

Turn the seeds into oceans
To feed the life into others
Then you will know our vengeance is real!

(to plant the anguish in the heart of man
To drink, the blood of the feeble race)

Their heads rose in majesty above the world
And swallowed the hills
They spoke life distant thunder
And with winds
Odors of dead things
The truth of the feeble ones
The master titans of life.

The scent of burning flesh, sweet and bountiful
I would breath it
Now and forever
Thrones, built upon the ashes of generations.

Parched with thirst are the ancients
My quest to make the cupbearer (death!)
Then you will know our vengeance is real.
(man is good for the gods!)