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Eschaton
Disfigured seraphs with gardening spades
Feasting on flesh of political aides
Raise banners of Caesar infested with flies
In halls of old glory the blood never dries
Arachnids are breastfeeding calves of the field
Under the seal of Leviathan's Shield
In parliament halls there are cloven caprine
Diplomat wives impaled at the shrine
Kings Of New Scotland who feast on the bone
Slaughter the lamb with hammer and stone
So long as the witch and the midwife abide
In the coven of Pharaoh's malevolent bride
Blacksmiths of Hades forge weapons of war
A leper in rags digs graves for the poor
While cutting his wrist with a carpenter's blade
Babylon's hounds in the wilderness bayed
Charun sings hymns while crossing The Styx
Saint Helena pays with a brass crucifix
The prophecy bound and written in red
Euphrates was burning with souls of the dead
From prophetic vision of John The Divine
Two soldiers of Nero drink blood from the vine
The ghost of a mare with an archer astride
Danced in the blood of Leviathan's tide
Blasphemous sinners and souls of the damned
Mine jawbones of lions from Egyptian sand
Heeding the words of Caligula's call
Are crushed under stone as the minarets fall
Behold! Seven angels with trumpets on high
Incense will burn and rise to the sky
Prayers of the saints on angelic hand
For vials of wrath and the judgement of man
Feasting on flesh of political aides
Raise banners of Caesar infested with flies
In halls of old glory the blood never dries
Arachnids are breastfeeding calves of the field
Under the seal of Leviathan's Shield
In parliament halls there are cloven caprine
Diplomat wives impaled at the shrine
Kings Of New Scotland who feast on the bone
Slaughter the lamb with hammer and stone
So long as the witch and the midwife abide
In the coven of Pharaoh's malevolent bride
Blacksmiths of Hades forge weapons of war
A leper in rags digs graves for the poor
While cutting his wrist with a carpenter's blade
Babylon's hounds in the wilderness bayed
Charun sings hymns while crossing The Styx
Saint Helena pays with a brass crucifix
The prophecy bound and written in red
Euphrates was burning with souls of the dead
From prophetic vision of John The Divine
Two soldiers of Nero drink blood from the vine
The ghost of a mare with an archer astride
Danced in the blood of Leviathan's tide
Blasphemous sinners and souls of the damned
Mine jawbones of lions from Egyptian sand
Heeding the words of Caligula's call
Are crushed under stone as the minarets fall
Behold! Seven angels with trumpets on high
Incense will burn and rise to the sky
Prayers of the saints on angelic hand
For vials of wrath and the judgement of man
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