Lyrics Abyssal March - Hecate Enthroned

Abyssal March

A sickness is breeding here
Within the soils of this world
Creation reduced to tarnished silver
Accumulation’s hollow child
Following greed sullied parables
They build on works of corruption
Raising the towers of Babel
On the backs of mindless men
Cleansing flame shall descend
The burning tongues of Phlegethon
In the name of our dark lord
Shall their blood feed the river’s flow
Staring into their eyes
Nothing but emptiness
My blade shall be answer
As it falls through their flesh
Your gold and silver is taintd
And their rust shall bear witness
Your livs and deeds wasted
And your legacy is dust
The blood of billions stains the earth
None shall escape the fires
Of the infernal goddess' kiss
Humanity scattered
They march into the abyss