Haste God Reclaims his Throne Lyrics:
Baptized by kilowatts and ohms, what's left is
waiting. The embers rise like incense carry
praryers for what is next to come. Carry me on
silver wings to meet with vulcan. To be forged
anew and rise again above arms of fire. Holding
this common language in our hands. Find solace in
the landscape. The best laid plans carry the
weight of an entire season's hope. The city waits
with shattered skyline for its missing hero. To
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lay low those beneath and cast aside the
restraints of hopless inertia as winter's chill
fades below me. Now we are silent, holding this
common language in our hands. Find solace in the
landscape. Watching, waiting, holding on to
Victory's kiss. Like alloys we shape, bending
ourselves to our needs. Bend with the hammer to
the anvil of self. The smithy screams with
exertion as the flames drive out impurities. Bend
the hammer to the anvil of self. The soul screams
with recreation bathed in the furnace of
ascension. Winter's chill fades below me.
Lyrics: God Reclaims his Throne, Haste [end]