Another Pariah - Soulfallen

Crownless, I see you standing in dissent

Beneath a liar’s throne

Lifeless, enslaved by a grave new world

You never claimed your own

So rise above this deafening silence

Cleanse Gaia’s blood in an act of violence

Become the storm upon the welkin

And blacken the sun with your mouth of sin

With flies from your mouth of sin…

Take the sword from where it fell

Come join me in my private hell

The world could use another pariah

An outcast of a dead empire…

So paint the world with a scarlet brush

Exhuming the strength of primordial lust

In the final stand of a broken culture

Where death itself devours the vultures

Take the sword from where it fell

And join me in my private hell

All it takes is another pariah

Spawned from this dead empire

Raise the sword

And become the one

Who undoes the sun

And what the world has become

Expire the words to make the world expire…