The Arc. The Vine. The Blight Lyrics

Soaring the might of blue abyss, fly!
Tangle the tentacles of mind, divine!
Ripe with the sweet essence of creep, sin!
3 of a pair eat sheep amongst green vile winds

The Arc
Its wings towers the dark
Far so far it kills
Affixing snares on vine
Tangible threads of will
Swallowed by maze of collapse
Mutated to one stone seal
Brutal threshold of form
Of skin, of web, you kneel!

Absolute tolerance
For green vile winds of sin
To eat all of ya
To eat all of ya
To eat all of ya
To eat all of ya
To eat all of ya!