Pre tenders to render, dismember if we must
Misguided, benighted, return me to the rust
Hang the hybrid half-breeds high, for all who try to see
It's time to hide, for on we ride, to crush the cowards' creed
Heroes, disposable indeed
Taken by the horns, and broken like a beast
Bleed on, they lead on, from glories long since past
The tension for dissention builds to birth iconoclast

Break through!

As heroes fall, for heroes call, the ashen children of the wake
All that remain lay dying slain the inbred brood of stolen strain
Trivial, tried untrue, as autumn's ashes twice exhumed
Those unearthed to claim the crown, one by one will be struck

Down!
Blood has been shed, bled into one dead sound
We...will...not...break down...we break through

Transcend the trend, it tends to descend
Glass gods relent, we'll break before we bend

Slip not this noose about your neck
Veins choked with soiled works infect
The stagnant carcass that you left
At the gates of ill attempt
And like the beasts beneath your bed
This war within and without end
Will wage its sin and rightly rend its wrath 'til we no more pre-
Tend...to...dissent
Tend...to...descend

Throw down!
Blood has been shed, bled into one dead sound
We...will...we will...

Transcend the trend, it tends to descend
Glass gods relent, we'll break before we bend!!!!!!!!!!