This is rejection of doctrine
To loosen my tongue
Revenge for the disappearing
For just protection
The frozen prisoner
Becomes the movement
Listen to everywhere
Bear sound from the fruit
The flames of the will
Call on an ancient demon
Through Lover's bruised breath
Ours in unholy creation
Born from the death
The flames of the will
The unnamed, unnamed, be merciful
Luna sub ore, prae timore
All we gain from dust unsettling
Destroy, the earth, erase creation
Hex, hex, hex
This is a song for secrets
A shame for failure
A path cut out from the fragments
One for every traitor
No god, No master
No love, One purpose
No god, No love
No god, One purpose