Derangement Syndrome Songtext
von Dysmorphic Demiurge

Trumpets of the Apocalypse!
Summon the Ancients from the Valley of Five Rivers
With sheets of flames that burn but do not consume
With mouths full of blood and hearts full of hate
They execute judgment upon the resistant throng
Who would not bow before the god with seven heads
They bring with their judgment eternity
Eternity is not a place where there′s always tomorrow
It's where the present is forever
And there is presently inconceivable suffering
Their defiance cost them everything
Eyes survey the landscape to design a plan of attack
Or route for retreat - the oldest urge
For a thousand megaannum
Countless generations of what we now know ourselves to be
Have come and gone
Some by fire, some by flood
Some because the air was sulfuric acid
The lion never fears the jackal
From the beginning, when man′s crudest form came forth from the sea


We've wasted eons on our trek to where we are
Only to be drawn once again to whence we came
Self-righteous Pharisees, cursed by the truth
Witches hunt witches with their mindwar and mayhem
Paleolithic brains with godlike technology
Scorching ancients' dominion
Bringing forth the prophecy of chaos
And the breaking of the world
The Reckoning
With impunity, great king of terror
Ravages everything you hold dear
He is the black dragon
With an endless thirst for revenge
He has come for your souls
A god that laughs as legions scream into the lifeless void
The monolith perched upon your golden idols
These are your champions?
We are the void
The hall of extinction
Shrine to the broken branches of the tree of life
There will be no dawn for man