Thy World Inverted - Thyrane

The scissors of sinful lust clip the angelic wings, all the grievance of the

past now culminates

Rejected is the rotten fruit in the heavenly gardens, and praised are the names

of the fallen ones

Let your slaves come to me and i shall teach them impurity

Thy world decorated with chaos, what a pleasant sight that is

Behold the arrival of beasts and pestilence

The rope tightens around thy necks

A new sun in summoned to rise, to provide warmth in which to rot

Like souls swept in emotional intoxication, they all seek the absence of flesh

(then so be it…)

Cloaked with disease and dismay, together with the last rays of day

Thou shalt fade away

A fulfilled divination, this is our paradise

Thy world inverted, spiritual domination

Thy kingdom come… perverted!