Absolute Virtue
Visceral pause
Know us by name
Forlorn black skies
Spread our remains
Our broken hell of shadows
Starve away and stave the lost
All too often forgot
Fall deaf and spare us the remonstrance of God
Our course is a constant scar
With the burdens of rot
Scorched eyes, reclaim your wings of the flight
Our broken hell of shadows
Our broken hell of shadows
Our broken hell of shadows
