They tried to speak with angel tongues In vainglorious expressions In absence they serve Decline is long, dirty, cold In absence they serve Decline is long, dirty, cold This colossal darkness Blackens the accused For they stand alone Anonymous In chains Lucifer speaks You disperse the ground With fragments of broken bones They were not yours You scatter a thousand deaths Lucifer speaks A new fire conceals the living Similar to the ashes of the countenance Apathetic they run the tunnels of blood The darkness at the end of the tunnel