Mount vein is high
Rake side by side
Walls lurch, they cry
Oaks mourn, they fly
Seas turning black
While ashes crack
Birds seeking flesh
Dark earth has bled
Ancient pain,
Fire goddess
Burning sane,
All sirens
Giants rage,
Hades power
Molten hate,
Haunting cloud
Crave pounding cross
Eight horse of lust
Lake christ is near
These clouds of fear
Gold, marts of slaves
Wood, endless void
These lands of sheep
Urged mermaids of deep
