Far beyond appolyons lair   Across the sea of pestilence   A sound of grim andantes blair   Pale orbs glide through remnants   A planned utopia now in shards   Frostwork lines once scorching flames   Bullet hole piercings stop beating hearts   Though sounds of beating forever remain   Wraiths will pass   And the days are bleak   A blessing of strength   Is promised to the weak   A cephalic slaying   Upon whom they shall seek   Chance of penitence   Before the pendulum swings   The deads residence   Buried in collapsed machines   Far beyond catastrophic   A festivity of demise   Rise of the prophets   Spirits sounding battlecries   A blood drawn map will   Guide their way   To the chosen ones   Staggering and decayed   No air fills their lungs   Flee for safety but its too late   Their judgement has ensured ill fate   Beg for forgiveness it wont pass   Take one more breath for its the last   Clouded eyes will walk their way   Into the knife of a vengeance embraced   A relentless assault upon the wicked hearts   A relentless assault upon the wicked hearts   Sinners unto broken paths   Acts of fury relieves this wrath   Widows and children weep of their loss   These acts of duty formed of just cause   Apparitions retreat to the violet sky   Hearing nothing more of their endless cries   A baleful aura in the graveyard of broken gears   Sounds of steps breaking silence into fear   They tried to hide and only ended up slain   A massacre repeated by those unchained