These must be the last twitches
Too long you have hold me down
Among gods neither mercy nor resistance
Should guide hands
This night is long
I see your shape so flawless
In the light of your paling dawn
The moon is weaning
Destined to fall in brume and vells so red
You walk on planes that soon fade black
Your sceptre is our blade
Your mortal entity our aid
To take both we have sworn
And what we have sworn we fulfill
You will bath in blood
Through which gods are born
Disciples on divine route
Man in flames most acute
Hunters between heaven and root
Ajna Assassins Absolute
Yet in rotation
Powers of willforce
Circle through me, conflict of hunter and victim
Cricle through me, conflict come to an end
Still in rotation
The powers of willforce
Assassins hunt with Ajna wide open
These have be the last twitches
No longer you'll hold me down
Among gods neither mercy nor resistance
Guides our hands
One dead and one reborn
Into streams where no thought can sail
One dead, one reborn
Into streams where free man reign forlorn
Disciples on divine route
Man in flames most scute
Hunters between heaven and root
Ajna Assassins Absolute
So circle through me, conflict of slave and of free man
Circle through me, conflict come to an end
Let's murder the slave