The Murder

The gathering now of storms within That whip and rip the stead, joined at the head Dying to make ready for the deliverance to the land The swarming devourers, the murder Here are the fortunes to tell Of our demonic dreams, the burnt fires of hell Painted in black The warmth is seething and moving all through me Total annihilation We are your masters now I can see them coming down like rain in the streets Soaking into everything Like blood through cloth Scratching limbs from wing and claw All life will start to slow and freeze into position When the murder crows With likeness to shades much deeper than dull The infinite abyss forever holds Total annihilation We are your masters now Crushing your premonition Crushing your premonition Towers fall into the fire And razored hails of glass and steel Brought down by stabs of rage without fear Gashed hearts worked deep who refuse to hear Here are the fortunes to tell Of our demonic dreams, the burnt fires of hell Painted in black The warmth is seething and moving all through me Total annihilation We are your masters now Total annihilation We are your masters now --- The Murder - The Absence