Part I Violent Fecundity

A gift for humanity
My violent fecundity
The Harvest Time has come to be
I lay the world to rest
Mortals pleading for release
It's all for the best

Castigate the foul flesh of a despotic race
War feel the blade's embrace
There is no love that remains for this unworthy disgrace

No there is no future anymore
You are but husks of what you were before
In my shadow, a procession falls to nevermore

Grown is the Sorrow Seed
Requiem resounding as they bleed
Mortals pleading for release
The Reaping must proceed
Suffer for the transgressions and neglect
A pestilence of voracious insects
The salt in the Earth abjures; you shall never resurrect!

Failures in the eyes of all creation
Cenobites of a profane invasion
There is no salvation; Humanity has chosen extermination!

Part II: Glamour (the Others)

Illusions once pacified men into reverence
When the Gentry protected the forests
How I miss the voices of the Others
The victims of spiritual severance –
Banality – now doomed to rest
Once upon a forgotten time

Men feared to tread in the dark
Their laws meant nothing to the Others
Now, reason is their crime
And they have left their mark

The Glamour is she'd to reveal
The world's ugliness to be all that is real
I call upon the thorns of the hedge
To join me in mourning and slaughter

By the grace of the Willow's Edge

Part III: Silent Slaughter (instrumental)

Part IV: Heralds of Ash

So
Her blades will till the wasteland
(Her) hatred tends the flames
No longer bound by mortal men's will
The stars are ours to reign!

We are the Heralds of Ash
Into blackness let this world be cast
Annihilation of the weak
To grant them the solace they seek

The sands of time have fallen
And the Chaos is crawling
This is all that remains
Fettered roots are my veins – the earth is mine to reign

Part V: Respite

And so, as the cradle comforts the bones
I stand alone
This guardian can finally fade away
Know that even as my colors fade to gray
I am filled with respite to share this wedding grave