Songtext von Redemption

Redemption Escape from the Kingdom of maggots And the tranquil comfort of Terra's Embrace Dionysian will, manifested in this Malignant Avatar of Torment As a herald of the mourning star Behold and tremble, the medium through Which anguish flows "Fall on your swords, you who are Found wanting" As the horned and holy are judged Alike One of nine, this Feral cyclone of Retribution Scything through this bountiful crop Of Simian apathy Within their arrogance they took our Flame And sought to bend it to their will. Their ignorance shall be repaid ten Fold. Drink deep from the cup of wrath.