Beneath the Hands of War - Carnage and Its Compliments

I am the one built by bloodshed and bones
Why can't I be the one to cry?
Why
can't I realize the pain through torture?
And when your dreams break down -
into voices without the sounds:
(Accusations on what grounds?)
I want you to
remember my latest name.
This distance: Makes me grow weary.
We are led
astray. But the Sun lights the way.
And when this village is swarmed.
And
when the corpses are dragged away by dawn.
We will claim the seats of the
honorable Gods.
Embrace my purity. Embrace the flames.
Embrace the signs.
Embrace the End.
The world will know and the world shall see
That everything
can not be free.
We are the faithful. Yet we are heartless.
And we shall ride
the storm
To bring the Plague in its truest form.
And we shall cleanse this
Earth one last fucking time.
War. Wrath. And fear. Your cities will perish.