Crown of ash, smoke, greed Shine like sarcoma Dominion of rust and ruin Rotting still, rotten still Dorsal vestige rise, resist Catch them proudly, all laugh into the flames You can feel it in the air You can hear it in the static A lineage of slaughter Use and consume You can hear it in the air You can feel it in the static Our lineage of laughing into the flames How fitting it will be to be absolved of this Archaic tragedy of desire and death All might, must fall As night turns dawn Eclipsed by time Shed these bounds (if it's all wrong) Air your light (let it all burn) When we're gone (it goes on) As nothing, Totality