[ULTRAGOLD]

Like leading lambs to the slaughter
 Oblivion sits flat on my tongue
 The curse of your brother before you
 Follies haunting children to come
 What mortal gods will you worship?
 What defense of your own still stands?
 What false conviction beholds you
 When your child has blood on her hands?
 Am I jealous of death
 Or biding time
 A god damn weakness
 Futile by design
 Disillusion
 Your fragile fucking mind
 Retribution
 Futile by my design
 When the earth unfolds and consumes you
 There will be no testament to your name
 Everything your hands and words have touched
 Lost to earth's reclaim
 Let it drown in triteness
 Atomized by silence
 Spineless motherfuckers frozen by my violence
 The cost of the unnamable fear
 The cost of the unnamable fear
 The cost of the unnamable fear
 The cost of the unnamable fear
 What mortal gods will you worship?
 What defense of your own still stands?
 What false conviction beholds you
 While your child has blood on her hands?
 I am the glory of your kind
 The one unattainable might
 Disillusion
 Retribution
 Futile by my design