The Ionian fire - it flickers and falls in the cold wind. In the streets, the cities ablaze - the final descent, the spirals turning; the barricades are breaking. At breakneck speed, a celestial pestilence descends upon the world and delivers a sacred gift of everlasting death.
Annihilate, envenom, impregnate! Decimate - reduce to ashes. A war of attrition - a sullen contrition, the stench of redemption - we have no need of your salvation
Get on board the ship, it's sinking - the barricades are breaking! Raise the standard from the broken city wall - another harbinger of doom, a herald of annihilation. Can't you hear the wolves at the door? The barricades are breaking. |
