Circle Of Ouroborus - Demon In Iron

The watery earth heaves like a poisonous sea & the world on the edge of decadence and greed & one thousand three hundred and thirty two hands & open the wounds of these weak lands
Rise!
Be the fundament of our belief
Rise!
Be the principle, the light and the seed
Now even love can turn its face to dark & the bells toll for the time to learn and hark & the words of wisdom from between the jaws & phrases of fire and primal laws & One hand for giving, another for punishment & one side for rage, another for discouragement & take your side, take the step from the line & one way or another, the doom will be thine
Rise!
Be the fundament of our belief
Rise!
Be the principle, the light and the seed