Lyrics Among the Lazarae - Primordial

Ceremonial beauty beneath a bitter moon
Perditions souls dance their dance
Winter withered silence were once my tomb
In eternal frost, a dark romance
Listen, such angels of the end do weep
As knowledge comes for those who watch ever
Wrapped beneath the boughs of fateless sleep
Dismal dreams of paradise come never
The sky shall flow as waterfalls of distress
I, wandered in the midst of shades
O' heaven has sent mysteries of hell's caress
Blind my eyes before my vision fades
I have seen the harvest moon
And the summer of eternal reap
Has come

Solomon's wisdom
Anastasis Christou
The harvest shall come
Reap what you've sow

Thralldom
Blessed all
All is naught
And naught is all
"I will strike at the shepherd
And the sheep will be scattered"

Turn my blood to wine
And I will drink to you
Open my veins
Light blind my eyes

Your cross
Your gallows
Your worth
Grotesque prophet of emergence

It is us
Who make the earth turn

I'm going down on mother's womb
I have envisioned the harvest moon
The summer of eternal reap has come
Never