Alghazanth - The Kings To Come

Like puny insects without a destination in the mud of Malkuth these bodies crawl but our eyes are fixed beyond the horizon where our sidereal thrones are towering tall Silent is the call to splendour in man felt by billions yet indulged by few inertia and ruin walk hand in hand in a world that idleness has consumed Equality is the ruthless slayer of liberty when those are beheaded that rise above seemingly desirable it leads to constraint and all such deception we must renounce Just as beasts become men so shall kings turn into gods life by life to slowly ascend towards the sanctum of stars Ekpyrosis, you may soon swallow us all but we shall not atone in your fatal flames for our fate is certain and will so strong that from your grasp we shall escape Like puny insects without a destination in the mud of Malkuth these bodies crawl but our minds are freed beyond the horizon where sacred words sound through cosmic halls That which we yearn with force we're to take for anything worthy is never handed down it is the heart and not will that must cave if you wish to touch the heavens unbound Only in the abyss true godhood is forged through sacrifice and pain our passage goes thus the road to glory remains uncrowded as the price for this is too great for most Just as beasts become men so shall kings turn into gods life by life to slowly ascend towards the sanctum of stars