Buried in salted barren land
My tomb a lie of oppressors
Seek me here as errant proof
That the burden still endures

Uncountable forgotten dreams
We cross the bridge of death
I see them all before me
Storm forever towards the end

We sacrificial ibex
Foretold this earthly cremation
Blasphemic revelries
The scourge of his creation

These venomous tormentors
Cannibal believers
Their fate betrayed
Haunted by the lies of their fathers

On the day of my death
When the demons whisper
Harshly into my ear
I will hear their dripping words

Through echoes filled not with grief
Renewed in the strength of martyrs
A cry of triumph bellows
Declaring his holy reign has fallen

On the day of my death
When the demons whisper
Harshly into my ear
I will follow their call

Forge the path to oblivion
Seeking not the path of liars
Building there upon his past
For the knower of time endures

Entombed by the seal
In fallen crypts of ancient stone
As those before us have endeavored
We come forth and unbury the dead