Earth’s Last Picture

We sail the seas, of negativity

To banish kindness from this place

Sans scruples, sans humility

To behold the fierceness of wolves

Assailing ye saints thoroughly

Sans love, sans compassion

To behold the wails of thine in affright

Whilst evil prayeth upon thy hearts

Sans warmth, sans pity

To behold a world, darkly astir

Rising in madness and mystery

Sans light, sans life

Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie

Than to tremble amidst, this old memory?

Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold!

Tis the rise of satanic divinity...

Oh we rejoice at the destruction

Of all ye have ever lived for...

Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall

Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath

Tis the voices from the past

Aye we can not mourn, for

Never morrow shall dawn

World without end...