"Gold" lyrics

Fatal encroach
Dismayed
Meet, we no angels
Psyclopian hideous plummet
Divorced from the heavens
Wyrdilac corpses rise

Forensic replacement pall
Gold of malignance
Portal shovel operation
Ironed flat oval of black mirror

Maimed, useless orbs
Sepulchral disuse
Portal shovel operation
Ironed flat oval
Benign manifestation become malignant
Triangular wedge of darkness

Cult worship pollution
A torch to the heavens
Wyrdilac corpses wail

Holy dispose
And flayed
Torching hives of angels
Fuming feather plummet

Arson in the heavens
Wyrdilac corpses burn

As below, so above when they burn
The smoke has no way of escaping, no way of escaping
Let them burn

Let them burn, let them burn
Black floating motes
Let them burn, let them burn
Poison ash snow
Let them burn, let them burn
Dead flakes suspended in night
A comet in the void
Let them burn, let them burn