Angel Graves Lyrics

We'll come to thee through the gaping mouths of the saints
We'll come to thee through their faded breaths
From the ashes of heavens grace dark preacher
Emerge!
From the the ashes of angel graves he'll arise
Release the path to tread veil me with his horned skin
Release the paths of old from beyond the unrecognized realms
Soulchurning anger like burning stairs to caues of darkest highs...
Sharpen this wrath
A chant for violent lord
We'll come to thee through the gaping wounds of mourners
We'll come through thee and in their faded breaths whirl the sands of his confessions
And nothing is but craving fear burning under their feet
In your face the rebirth of unforgiving Death
And in your flesh the pain cultiuate...