The Creation Ruin - Shai Hulud

Here’s to you who would ruin creation

Here’s to you

See here blind men

We seek to bring you sight

Gaze long upon your wasteland

Into the eyes of the limbless

Grieving and slain

Pray you justify such suffering

See here blind men

You will see here

We will not mourn

Not this day

Release the pallbearers

Quench the pyre

We revolt by moonlight

Bound by unrest

Driven into lunacy

Maddened, mongering, guiltless, undiscerning

The spear will silence the last of us

Farewell to breath and beating hearts

Life drains in the soil

Death is where men reunite after lifetimes of unrest

And this is the folly of man

Misspent fortunes or breath and beating hearts

Death is where men unite

We unite only in death

A union of corpses littered under a mourning moon

May the weight of the dead bring the burden of clarity

In vengeance we are blind

Masked by a black veil

Obstructing the vision, the heart, and the mind

Exact reprisal and be damned

Only unveiling brings deliverance from this

Our familiar and cyclical fate

From the womb with warm blood on our faces

To the grave with cold blood on our hands

Here’s to you who would ruin creation

Here’s an end to you