The Path of Apotheosis - Inferi

Enlightened by the aftermath of war

A twisted perversion seared the hearts of slaves

Branded in the image of their masters

In the wake of The Great Deluge

The kingdom lies in vast desolation

Permeation of sickness and sorrow

A travesty of man has now ensued

To rid them of the burdens of their past

The tribes were divided, scattered and thrown into disarray

Then the Deities ascended the sky

Leaving behind lost creations to sift through the lies

With folly the wicked will inherit the earth

Enslaving their brothers with ideals of rebirth

No longer bound to the foot of the throne

As demigods they conquer with their master’s conviction

Mere machines of desperate emulation

With false depictions and purposeless sacrifice

They are lost forever

Bow down to the phantoms

Bow down to the ghosts in the sky

(Lead: M. Pugh)

Worshiping mortals as gods

Seeking false truth to no end

For the path of apotheosis

Has slipped through the grips of man

Illuminated by no obstruction of power

And twisted delusions of lavish grandeur

(Lead: M. Low)

They are now gods of man seeking out the weak

And frail diluted bloodlines

Cursed is the flesh fabricated by the eternal resonance

Of vile endeavors of man

With false depictions and purposeless sacrifice

They are lost forever

The frailty of existence will be their demise

Egotistical commandments hold sway to their lies

Rely on the peasants who serve while programmed to be blind

Making them gods of the masquerade

Their screams for mercy will fall upon deaf ears

Servants to the cause of The Great Deceiver

Bow down to the phantoms

Bow down to the ghosts in the sky

Deception was their device to crush the weak

Lost and bewildered, the verminous cretins

Will glorify nothing on their knees