The Triumphal Chariot of Antimony - Demon Head

An obelisk hangs over the horizon

A mask sounds the funeral bell

This garden of earthly delights

Is fermented by the knell

Come breathe the boreal peace

You are welcome here among us

Perfection is a Gordian knot

We command it

Be gone emptiness

You who have plumbed the depths of the past

Red in tooth and in claw

Bloodthirsty genes of untamed wastes

Behold our champion

The star of progress

When the triptych wings are closed

Colours still before our eyes

Our rule shines the way

The end of history

Its blazing wheels!

Trample to dust those who would oppose

The reflection of the sun in the spearheads

Sever the skin of ambitious hydras

The shining arms of Antimony!

Break all refusal of will

The glaring trumpets

Seven times they will sound

One

Hail and fire upon the earth

Two

A great mountain is burning

Three

The water is bitter

Four

A third of the light shall fade

Five

The star is given the key to the bottomless pit

Six

Legions of lions shall be unleashed

Seven

I am your king!

Resounds the scream

And thus is a glorious age

Truly born