Deathride of charred iron
Primordial war
Let waters rise and take the dead
Suspended in light
Of blazing atomic spear
Baptism of the lowest scum
The axis turns, shifting to cold denial

Within a chamber of leather and smoke
Shamanic channeling of the outer void

Dread and guilt
The chalice of the soul overflowing with
Read the charts
Your supposed humanity's reduced
To the bulimic and catatonic
This wax cross
I walk side by side with its bane
Suspended in light
Of blazing atomic spear

It takes a soul to sell one