Premonition

Under a sulfurous firmament And bloodthirsty, the dead soil 'neath our feet The leaden clouds, the hundred jaws Snatching, mewling and drooling guts Quivering comes the welkin pale With blood-curdling wails Of the woebegone and broken The bloodless cries of ghostly shades Dinning with rage As they loom against the horizon Side by side they appear Crippled and depraved Yet still so intimate and dear Wroth and grim Yet still so full of fear Father, mother, daughter and son Blood of my blood, heart of my heart Have we not been one By grace now to be torn apart As the carnix roared twice, and once more The sorrow hosts rage And gnashing of teeth As the lines clash face to face With the malicious fiend On the battleground, all alone Side by side they appear Crippled and depraved And shaking with fear Father, mother, daughter and son Blood of my blood, heart of my heart Have we not been one By grace now to be torn apart Vissupe attepisas Ancus eðði trātu in medíei Sīrobivotūtos Vissupe attepisas Father, mother, daughter and son Blood of my blood, heart of my heart Have we not been one By grace now to be torn apart Father, mother, daughter and son Blood of my blood, heart of my heart Have we not been one By grace now to be torn apart Vissupe attepisas Ancus eðði trātu in medíei Sīrobivotūtos Vissupe attepisas (Ancus eðði trātu in medíei) I am all I am one I am none I am gone I am born I am torn I'm forlorn