Corpse of Care - Mayhem

Dull care is slain

By the power

Of our ancient rites

One flame alone

Must light this pyre

Of pure eternal flame

Bring fire!

Our funeral pyre awaits the corpse of Care

Ferried across the shadowy tide

In all the ancient majesty of death

Fools!

Ye burn me once again!

Me ye cannot slay

I spit upon

Your fire!

In the flames that eat thine effigy

We will read the sign:

Midsummer

Sets us free!