Earth ablaze, char and fire...
I, here I stand as a witness
Here I wait for the flames
I, I beheld the inferno
Hence my eyes let be yours
I, heretofore I have promised
Ink my truth with my blood
I, I will lay down my burden
Concealed by scoria and tar
Hear the awakening of the Gods
Aether devoured by darkness
Dis Pater! We cannot evade your wrath
What is ever begotten, be your guest down below
Engulfed by cinder, Pompei, our tomb
Veritas Odit Moras, letters from the grave
What should be written to limn our demise
Words that convey worthless struggle to thrive
Abandoned hope, temper tantrum of mad
Grim memoir of unknown, doomed man
Abide to perish with a horrendous toll
Wrong conjuncture of place and time
Veiled, like a widow's pale lips
Preordained for the first in line
What mind can't erase, Time does for real
Veritas Odit Moras, Omnes Una Manet Nox!
Fatal hour, epilogue of misery
Falls like a blade with a terminal blow
Let my words bring my world to you
Bitter embers of my ways, the path of rebel soul
This appealing tragic flaw
Hath become my failure
Ring the bells to let them know
From the ash, to dust we rolled
Blow the horns, for our souls
Comprehend this mortal coil