Warriors At The Gates Of Infinity


Death and Valor
Ride on high
On sultry wisps of towers in the sky's

As the raging host fling themselves
into the Welkin to catch wing and fly

And the Warriors at the Gates...Bid entrance

From these hights let us kiss the last Vessel of Eternity
And fall unto the Razors of Serenity

Ah, lift my broken body up
And help me gird on the Armor
This one last time

These old eyes have seen many and Atrocity
Time to make them Pay

Innocence Deflowered
Vice, crowned, Empowered

Time now seeks to Cleave the body and soul

Let The Warriors Come!

At the high-water we shall stand
And mock Kronos to cast us from where we stand

To Slaughter a great Host
Crushed beneath our Heel
We shall stand till heaven falls
And make the angels Reel

Glazed moon waxing
gently ore the moors soft casting
Flies luminescent erotic dancing
of soft sirens for those passing

Our enlightenment of the flesh
I offer myself to you

You so gentle and so loving....

I have crawled threw much to stand in such Defiance

Suffering make me strong
Empathy be gone!

I know not compassion anymore

Let The Battle Roar!

Holy gods of Chaos
Guide my hands in seething Lust

Take my blade and plunge it
Into heathens thoughts to Cut

Grant me power to sever skulls
And Hake them Limb from Limb

Tear apart the faces
of the scum who live in Sin

Let the Blizzard take you!
To where the Stars have no Names!
Let the Frostlust take you!
To where all Quintessence came!

Seething Green Madness
Cradled in the Maelstrom

Let me kiss the tears from your cheeks
And hold your hand Tight

Dust in the robe of Omnipotence we are
Brushed of without even making a mar

Hold on tight...

Let The Battle Roar!

Never will we falter
and become sheep on the alter
Fight until you fall!

Trample over Mighty hosts
Cut them deep with Steel
Stand fast ye honor, dig in deep your Heel

Genocide and Bloodlust turn
From monuments of greatness Spurned
Further twixed this Madness Churns
Brighter still this Fury Burns

Severed veins and rent Dementia
solidified in bleak contention
Given strength by Intention

Extolled, Retold
All our souls
Bought and sold
Death and pain our warrior code

Let The Battle Roar!

Effigies of omnipotence we are
digging in claws that don't even leave a scar

Let us spill the deep red blood
Make it flow until the end does come
We shall be Convictions Heart
To ride in high and never Part

Grovel until atone
Break you to the Bones
Your spirit crushed and withered
Defiled and Dethroned

Ah, pass threw the Vestibule
into this place we seek to stand
Mighty men of Virtue
We shall stain the soil Red

Anon we shall slay
The price we to pay

Far beyond this land
We wish to pass

To lay if frozen beds
And sleep at last

Let us go to the place
Where the Stars have No Names
and the Dreams float on the Leaves

where the essence once lay
And the heartless hold at bay

Are we all just simple pots, marred in the making?
Are we all to be worthless clay, made for the breaking?

We aborted sons of God
sleep and bathe defiance

Our feet on the ground
Hand on sword
Our Hearts cold as stone

We are not Lambs for the slaughter

We are Not pots for the breaking Be

We Are Warriors At The Gates Of Infinity

Let The Battle Roar!