These must be the last twitches Too long you have hold me down Among gods neither mercy nor resistance Should guide hands This night is long I see your shape so flawless In the light of your paling dawn The moon is weaning Destined to fall in brume and vells so red You walk on planes that soon fade black Your sceptre is our blade Your mortal entity our aid To take both we have sworn And what we have sworn we fulfill You will bath in blood Through which gods are born Disciples on divine route Man in flames most acute Hunters between heaven and root Ajna Assassins Absolute Yet in rotation Powers of willforce Circle through me, conflict of hunter and victim Cricle through me, conflict come to an end Still in rotation The powers of willforce Assassins hunt with Ajna wide open These have be the last twitches No longer youll hold me down Among gods neither mercy nor resistance Guides our hands One dead and one reborn Into streams where no thought can sail One dead, one reborn Into streams where free man reign forlorn Disciples on divine route Man in flames most scute Hunters between heaven and root Ajna Assassins Absolute So circle through me, conflict of slave and of free man Circle through me, conflict come to an end Lets murder the slave
ajna, conflict, willforce, assassin, hunter