In Service To His Madness (In Virtue)

Dies irae ad portas Anno regni Deus Ex Machina (Invictus) Pia fraus habemus Papam dementat Victor servorum dei Fiction of a new false prophecy Rebirth of an ancient fallacy Speak softly for it is heresy To utter a word without invoking His name Fear of a faceless god We’ll cast the martyr aside Red queen in a white hat Fear taking the crown In service to His Madness we will all be forced to kneel Before an earthly throne of flesh and bone A world beyond the pale Behold the ascent of treachery Bow down to his mystic legacy Blind faith is the name of tyranny A curtain of rot to hide a mountain of shame Fear is a fragile god We’ll take your terror away Dead souls in a dead world Fear serving his will In service to His Madness we will all be forced to kneel Before an earthly throne of flesh and bone Til sanity prevails Follow me Into disease We’ll watch the world burning down In service to His Madness A walking corpse you’ll be A piece of papal property Thinking with only one mind you will waste away A pawn in a masquerade Sun and moon align setting fire to the sky A whisper in the darkness telling you it’s time to die You look me in the eye with a whimper and a cry As the iron fist falls on you