Curse of the Impaler by Elcrost Lyrics

Fallen kingdom came to waste
Weeping twilight suffocated
Griming fortress, erected in distrust
Nocturnal desire, feasting in blood lust

As his army marching on, devouring all creatures alike
Set fire to mortals, who burned in his delight
Trekking through the melted snows, a cold trail in ruins
Vivid shadows of the dead, grieving in woe

Majesty!
Dusk would dissect your flesh and bones
Majesty!
Dawn ascended and washed your tainted soul
False! Monarchy!
Dead to your crippled sovereign
Dead! Impaler!
Impaled on a cross to wither

Rip and tore the ruby sky
Hear his voiceless whisper
I can feel his presence coming near
Like ghosts in the trees
Like the lucid night sky roaming freely
Unburden
He proclaimed the wind as his instrument
I am death, let me serenade
A dirge in red for all mankind

Majesty!
Dusk would gather your ashes and burn
Majesty!
Dawn ascended and washed your tainted soul
False! Monarchy!
Dead to your crippled sovereign
Dead! Impaler!
Impaled on a cross to wither