Cast dread to sever ties



Enslave to crush the force



Incensed by the wretched few that feeds the beast in all of us



Long lost the blinded faith - far gone the common ground



Forewarned of this cold wind - still caution drowns in the dark of night



Here lies our king of kings



Succumb to rot



Quartered and stoned



Witness the judgment beckoned



Far across the fall has come



The crows of black will seize the throne



Behold these splintered lines of steel each on a path their own



The blur is all we see; Yet firm we lay in our own filth



Release the dragons fire to bring the kingdom to its knees



Here lies our king of kings



Succumb to rot



Quartered and stoned



Witness the judgment beckoned



Now beckoned - our sentence



Bring the kingdom to its knees



We set fire to the reigns



For one – a personal reckoning



For one of the least of these



A death swarm for our personal reckoning