Lend me your steel moribund man

For three suns drown a kingdom (of dusk)

And (as lost portents) three moons wane

The soil drank our blood with insatiable thirst

A mute ocean sleeps behind dormant eyes

The warrior (that was I) a shadow in stone



I was the wrath beneath the heavens

In ebon forest, upon oaken throne



I was a liege at the end of light

By alchemiculte, petrified

Circean substratum (a conflux corrupt)

Invictus (I fell to Cthonian touch)

Heinous megalithic ruins yet stand

Carvous flesh reigns in my wake

Sapient, lorn, pariah to all

Three suns would see me still unborn



(Hail, Hail)

Lend me your steel moribund man

For three suns drown my kingdom (of dusk)

And (as lost portents) three moons wane

In righteous forged fury, I'd slake my thirst