Where Flies Are Born - Benediction

Our unity of war and art

Lost the human creed

Here you’re no more than a shade

Of blood that never bleeds

The silence breaks, the die is cast

Ignore our final pleas

Engage insanity

World falls to it’s knees

Sound the knell of jealousy

Unheard dying’s scron

Genocide prodigiously

Where flies are born

Warhorse died on this impure realm

Defiant in it’s death

Smelled the fragrant bitter blood

And draws it’s final breath

Begin the crimson dust decay

Commence the fall of light

Atavistic human trait

Born of chaotic night

Blood pain

Tranquill peace attained by strife

Now all is lost

Season of the ice arrives

The killing frost

Blood pain