We Are the End / Beneath Black Flames VVe Ride
Rob Orr, Dwid Hellion
Begotten night of vermin, cloaked descent
Scorned Heavens scream themselves into existence
Our salvation lies in her blood
Blackened pyre, the end of all my dreams
Through blackened holes
Spiraling worms defiant against the sands of time
. . . We are the End
Beneath The Black Flames We Ride
We are the cult of the dreamer
Awakened annihilation
Beneath the black flames we ride
We are the Heavens beyond their Hell
We are the burning cross that climbs towards the night
We are the transparent serpent unraveling in sacrifice
We are the conjured the flesh of reality
We have remained hidden into the night
We shall rise once again
As the serpent shed our skin
Let the sky drown us all