Vicarious Wrath (Burning the Masses)

Lash out. The vines of sin and fire strangle the newborns first breath. Night falls like eyelids; The sun devoid in two. A mass parade of stone and earth shamble the uprising of the crown. Silence; The future king is raised above the layers of fog and disgust. Rise; Vines of sin recoil. Rise; The nocturnal sun is alive. The new path for a vicarious immortality conjoins with the head of a hound. The new path for rapture breaks off morality of the past. A new breed for the subculture of genetics rebounds this kingdoms gold. Earth is reborn. A ray of hope, shadowed by lie. The new path for a vicarious immortality conjoins with the head of a hound. The new path for rapture breaks off from morality of the past. Red tinted; Eyes reflected. Is that of a counterfeit armistice. Night reforms like stillborns; The sun is a hole. Rise; Vines of sin recoil. Rise; The nocturnal sun is alive.