Damnations Morning - The Furor

As mercy’s reign lays withered, majestic gloats unsung

Before the throttled kingdom, revel in our conquest won

Fate unreal until revealed, out pour shock’s cruel persuasion

Barbaric ages restoration

Wielding flames of fallen empires, aspire to cease all grace

We applaud your kingdom’s failure, and with our joy we seal its fate

Slaves not to the perils bygone, victors of the morning after

Accountable to none, to none!

We’ll be our own masters

Damnation’s Morning!

Awake to Heavens falling

Uprise your makers met, fate is calling.

We’ll usher you into hell!

Proclamation!

The Wit of fools.

Reviving aberration, incite the masses cruel

Annihilation!

Strike with the devil’s tool

Urged by bloodshed then rule!!!

Ignite the tragedies!!!

Praise torment shamelessly!!!

Unwrap the centuries!!!

Dethrone and fetch to fires, tomorrow’s awakening!!!

Sunrise summons new breath

Nightfall feeds on what was left

Millenniums barely reflect

The sins our dawn have… Kept!