Tongues of Silver - Black Fast

Altars have burned

In wakeless states I’ve lapsed

Spires I’ve seen, crashing dreams

Of vapors and visions

Escaping, entranced

Coming to and though possession

Other forms and shattered worlds

Out of the wreckage, in the coming swarm

Beyond deprivation

Eradication of light interred

Silenced ghost sing unheard

Dying language, silver tongues

Conquered ancients spilling blood

Come the order, come the pain

Come neglect, into the fray

Come the reckoning, come the suffering

Subjugation, all enslaved

Frothing mouth, the river writhes

Clotting, the horror, swarming flies

Silver tongues, drowning floods

Claiming victims, putrefied

Seal it off, dealing death

Running out, sewing mouths

Starving lungs, depriving, explode and drown

The silver tongued ancients

Meeting reprise

Of silenced ghosts

Reclaim Demise