Fire made flesh
Renounce the throne
Screams split the sky
Fall to the sea

My heart has been reshaped
In the flames of treachery

Bent beneath the hammering blows
Of alienation, of alienation
It's now a dark thing of iron resolve
And unyielding hatred
Unyielding hatred

Grinding my teeth in contempt
Grinding my teeth in contempt

Free will made flesh
Reject the divine

With black sword in hand
My steps carry me back
Back to my tormentors
Back to my tormentors

I realize all the grim
Sternness of my own cold
Building with its wealth of breathing misery
And my own desolate heart to endure it all

But it's the curse of greatness
It must step over dead bodies to create new life
But it's the curse of greatness
It must step over dead bodies to create new life

And now there is change, the serpent has turned its head
The serpent has turned its head to strike its master
Those suffocating under dominion
Have broken their chains, we've broken our chains

Privilege destroyed, wealth ground to dust
Power laid to waste, power laid to waste

Grinding my teeth
With black swords in hand
Stepping over dead bodies
Creating new life