Commence with words then truth infest Smite with lucid lies, so more it be Break the neck of mercy, compassion divest Flayed masks the coldest face reveal Grow roots deep with deceit sown on deceit Hardened hands raise callous harvest Sing not my name, call out my fame What we did we did from shame And legacies, recalled feats Burn as one with loyalties Should the day ever rise To leave the scene…

Aeons were fields reaped and Sown Ages awaited the cities of stone To face the creeping anguished hours Of breaching walls and crumbling towers With weapons drawn, used and brandished Remain no gates nor marbles erect Blind troops marching on the cursed path From grapes of fear to wine of wrath Skies aflame as ground shakes beneath From thirst of triumph to piss of defeat Hail new kings and stone…

Long have I sought any peace on borders long shut Every mile of soul you cede are barren fields of ruts Severe my arm weak ensnared, shackles trembling tear Rather yield me final release than weak demise by thousand cuts God given sight and divine seed Witness child grown and cut down Like forsaken autumn wheat Sooner see my breed stillborn What we had was eternity Truths we carve row ever…

Last few bacchants remain Dusk creeps to claim the throne Every sun god must once wane Wilts golden age ingrown Once our faith them empowered Verses sacred nations impelled Now tongues torn and devoured Rhymes a cadence of dead spell How far have we fallen Cornered vermin refusing defeat Still fighting tooth and nail Skin to leather, flesh to meat Inbreds siphon gilded Rome Dare begotten bear my…

The pact unsworn, the oath is gone Reaped what sown, harvest undone Now earth as hard as iron drawn Every fallen one denied welcome More, forevermore Reprise the promise of yore No more, nevermore When at last sun winter frees Hunger revives as sleep recedes Eternal greed must mortal feed Veracious idols with gift and creed Into the night… Slaver falls on fields beneath Grinding teeth prayers…

Deaf to reason, all pleas ignored Quench the until you drown Sink to depths self conjured Wear the shame as traitors crown Speak harsh, shout through All but last of lies Strike hard, srike true Final chords of life Blind harbinger for others’ creed Yet a vessel for nothing in duty and toil Reaching for scepter of boundless greed Remorse sprouting in seedless soil Sealed the chambers of gilded…

Draugnim - Vulturine (Debemur Morti Productions, 2016)

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