Lyrics The Gates of Slumber

The Gates of Slumber

Iron And Fire

Baptism of flames for nine days

Cleansing of hordes and lowly slaves

Remember home, I tame thee by war

The mouth of omega, remember whore!

By my names the worlds tremble

Cleansing of rats Senate made humble

Blame these sheep of the Lord

Burnt cowering like homeless dogs!

Nocturnal beams of art

Nailed to crosses

Decorate my garden

Everything came down

14 years of Iron and Fire

I play you a song

As you burn to the ground

No Man Stood before me

All Men Forsake me

Mother Betrayer Cut down the tree that spawned me

Artist Poet I am dying

Blood spent I'm singing

Symbol Whore Fertility for the Plebs

I am a god

My face reflects

A million eyes

Seen for who I am

Blackened hades

Golden dove

I am forever

I am legion

Paul Peter Who cursed me

Left Dying My beloved

Blood Death The price their lamb will pay

I Made This world tremble

Death Guilt Is so peaceful

Bear the curse

Of centuries to come

I am god

My face reflects

A million eyes

Seen for who I am

Poetic Fire Burn

Do Your Worst

What an artist is dying in me

What the world loses with me

What is this galloping towards me

Kneeling in the lake of fire

Under the pale moon comes a rider

Burnt black by the sun now I wait

This poet takes his own life