Alghazanth – Daemonolith

Each time I speak

An angel falls beheaded from the heavens

Each time my foot meets the soil

The celestial fruits wither to dust

I was the one to offer them my gifts

Obsessive pearls for the absent generations

When the old nations were hammered down

I stood there strangling them to their final sleep

Persistance has overcome

In order to achieve the clearest triumphancy

Seek not for the obvious nor the visible

And thus, thou might become a part of me

I am sure you must know me

For I am the taste in the veins of those who enjoyed the carnage

Halls beyond the blinded eyes

The wells right in front of their souls

Trapped in the current trails of simplicity

Abandoned inner stigmas, now purely manifest

The future is driven through my palms

Your deficiency was painted by my speech

The Master’s empyrean yearns for no rest

I deliver the goblets of venom, two for each…

One for your scattered bones

And the other for your dreams

I am the one offering you my gifts

Obsessive pearls for the present generations