Circle Of False Gods Lyrics - Casey Jones

(Part 1: The Endless Circle) 

You truly have no purpose to question why 

As frail truth breeds only slaves to a lie 

Falsehood stitched to a shroud of deception 

Daily masses molding nightmarish conceptions 

Creation is as constant as stagnation and decay 

Celestial rape breeds new horrors every day. 

You self-sustaining hordes of meat 

Pave and bathe in deceit and defeat. 

It seems your mortal eyes failed to realize... 

We are no more alive than the sands of time - 

The Circle of False Gods. 

Dead God-flesh obscures the future 

Warming the secret dreams of nascent abominations 

You cannot comprehend the depths of our creation 

This day marks the age of your own extermination 

Supernal and fetid we appear in your eyes 

Our hunger shall arise with your nightmares' reprise 

A cynical age to cast away vestigial faiths 

Madmen call to darkness, their will to desecrate 

In this Feast we will see to your subjugation 

We lick your bones clean and leave the lands in desolation. 

(Part II: The Prophecy Unveiled) 

We bring the oppression of ash and steel 

Sandstorms and pestilence revealed; 

The path of sorrows blazed in fear 

Clairvoyance! Unveil the End Times! 

I am the Scarab Prophet 

Herald of cosmic eyes 

From far beyond this seal of lies 

The Old Ones shall arise! 

Even the strongest of men plead to the skies; 

This earth will be forgotten in the sands of time. 

And with strange eons, even death may die 

All shall bear witness to the truth of the divine. 

Mortals flee in terror as elder gods encroach; 

Monsters such as these were never meant to be seen. 

Frail, fragile mortals would do well to flee. 

Now unveiled; the darkest of prophecies. 

As shockwaves ravage the crust of the earth 

The subterranean horrors rise 

Forgotten citadels emerge amongst the raging waves... 

As cities burn, engulfed by a star of solar flame 

A living pyre dances upon the charred and scattered corpses... 

Now the path is clear to dreamscapes and from far beyond the stars 

The cataclysmic rift gives way and the Astral Harvest can at long last begin.