The arch cadaver turns around
Maggots falling from his eyes
Surveying pummeled smoldering fields

The living turned to clay they've met their day

[Chorus]

No battles fought
Just a wave of his hand
Death rays and smoke trails

Wash over the land

Born created conjured spun

In webs of foul deeds undone
Footsteps crush and shock the ground
His fingers point to where you're bound


[Chorus]


[Leads - DC, EC, DC, EC]

His head tilts back, his throat agape

Look inside and see your fate
Bleeding stars and moons rotate
In ways that make the strong insane


[Chorus]


Lidless eyes, orbs of black
Doorways to wrath
All become one

Heaped in great piles of ash