Fall at the feet of the worldI've never seen such a wretch upon the shoreFortunes of a silent discordIn the wake of a dream, like a lifetime beforeFor the day that the demons would knock down our doorThe winds singing like a phantom songGoddess in the sky, she walks the rivers of the landAlong the mountain's spine. They carve these cavernsIn the name of iron swords, and golden stoneThe arrow flies in darkest nightAnd it tears away the moonlight from her eyesTonight we will not turn away from the devil in the treesIn his dead and hollow gaze, I see the endTo a dream of holy fire, in the sky the smoke will riseEver to the heavens heightsBorn to a black crown and coral bones,Cast to a white throne adorned in gold and oakIn fading skies, follow the wind and fall ever into afterlife(Drifting) in the dead of night (upon a shaded river)The mist rises, (haunted) the spectral sight(by haunted eyes along the fern) beware their wolfish bite(the fang in flesh) life daggers cut (the vulturous)These hearts have fallen to the dirt forever moreWe conjure sorrow with a devilish designConfessing with a silver tongue to inhumation so divineAnd though the time may come our fortress falls to fireThe royalty blood blessed at dusk will never dieHear us now, pray this dawn brings lightNo life will be sewn in tomorrows sightFor the goddess of the skyOh lord, in the fares of Faustian deedsOn a path that winds through the wildTo a house of rose and devils dreams