A lifeless relic from a fallen race
Will-less cannot are-tic-cu-late
Enter a warped, mystical power
Reanimate lost souls to devour
Fueling pride and craving sensation
This lecherous cold damned generation
Seething with scorn in a trance-loving state
Wandering the earth in a spirit of dearth
Preying on the minds with fears and signs
A lurid vocation obscuring revelation
The Valley of Decision One Final Division
To the right is salvation
The left, perdition
Anon's Register 