Starfall by Kryptos
Now that the time draws to a hand
An oracle moon peers through the veil
Charon awaits the souls of the lost
The seance begins in circles of thorns
Darkening skies, harbingers of doom
The cries of the witch shatter the night
A gathering storm, the omens align
In temples of gold we baptize our blades
Raise you blackened steel
Sound the horns of hell
When the snakes of god uncoil
The stars will fall again
A prophet appears on an altar of sin
Defiling our minds with tablets of sand
Entomb the liar in crystalline shrouds
Silence the tongue of illusion's son
Discordant hymns to the enslave of man
A casket of bronze for the apostles of greed
Longinus soaks in the blood of the saints
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