Mgla - With Hearts Toward None IV

All hail reapers of hope All hail the seer of confusion To grind the sandstones of culture And to reveal the true foundation of terror and fevers Under vigilant eyes of watchdogs of psyche Let loose by loving brethren Jaws dripping with balm of righteous comfort To pour upon conflict, Turmoil and friction Now bite into the essence and cut into fabric of life Unearth the fragile construct below instilled order Never surrender Never retreat In this the weapons are our very lives Fuck hope and godspeed