Empire of the Blind - Heathen

Dead souls dressed in black

A wake to mourn a nation

Social heart attack

The cause of death, temptation

Blood lust, consuming power

Brings us to our knees

Great tolls paid in filth

Metastasize infection

Sick flood, washing over

Pulls us under

And drowns us in disease

This shroud of shame restricting sight

The past, a corpse we carry

Dark clouds of fear obscuring light

The future long since buried

Behold the rising empire

Behold the empire of the blind

Deep hole, full of spite

A hateful seed for sowing

Roots rot, systemic plight

The poison fruit still growing

Pale flesh, tasting sour

Fills us quickly

And kills us with such ease

This shroud of shame restricting sight

The past, a corpse we carry

Dark clouds of fear obscuring light

The future long since buried

Behold the rising empire

Behold the empire of the blind

Dead souls dressed in black

A wake to mourn a nation

Social heart attack

The cause of death, temptation

Blood lust, consuming power

Drains us slowly

And brings us to our knees

This shroud of shame

Restricting sight

The past, a corpse we carry

Dark clouds of fear obscuring light

The future long since buried

Behold the rising empire

Built on a mountain of shame

Bathe in the rising hellfire

Behold the empire of the blind

The empire of the blind