Sanguine Diadem — Twilight Ophera

Throne as revenge-parous liege Travesty of royalty Revenant priest Crowned in slavocracy

Doginas to smite Nails through womb You drank the oath in mothers blood Layalty inherited with solomonic torture

War for the race, war for the breed Pestiferous rampage as slaves stampede War for the god, war for the dead Slaked earth cares not whose saint bled

Those of lesser mind Heed mirage of tribulation Those of weaker kind Feed flames of tarnation

Some perdure in sanity's scion Until sunless dawn claims them Others they cry for oblivion But you praise the sanguine diadem

Onward March of raw scorn Tamed, chained Seraphs dreadsworn