The Malevolence I’ve Born unto Others

I will bring her ashes to the brimstone, to rest, to waste no more
To grow the seed of a fruitful world

And I’ve cleansed all traces of human failure
The hunted, once hunters, hungry for armageddon

With claws, I spawned from sacred embers
And now on tattered wings I soar above the smouldering bodies

No human life will go unpunished
For every debt must be fulfilled
In nauseous suffering
A song of footsteps and cracking bones

I’ve tasted flesh with no sign of mercy
The fires I’ve bestowed in my savage glory

The scent of wretched death in mourning

The fickle scourge of silence
Damnation, they promised to our ear and break it to our hope

You are now, the ashes beneath my feet
Buried in my dream that I cannot escape