Of Venom, Fiends and Vanished Men

No warning, no overture The cauldron stirs and asks for more A green tongue licks the iron rim The Defiler drops a corpse within Venom drawn from fungal veins Filtered through the skulls of saints Fed through dirt beneath the mire Turns the night sky green with fire One drop curdles blood to brine One breath bends the human spine Crooked children circle near Grinning from one ear to ear Each one wears a stolen thing Buckle, bootlace, tooth or ring Their laughter rises with the steam Each trinket proves who failed to flee OF VENOM, FIENDS AND VANISHED MEN! The recipe Repeats again OF VENOM, FIENDS AND VANISHED MEN! Doom is calling Darkness reigns Names are washed from bounty sheets Faces rot on tavern walls Yet voices rise within the steam Answering the Defiler’s call The smallest fiend removes its hood A human scar divides its chin Those we came to drag back home Are dancing now on cloven limbs Stir the mire Split the skin Man goes under Fiend crawls in OF VENOM, FIENDS AND VANISHED MEN! The recipe begins again OF VENOM, FIENDS AND VANISHED MEN! Agony is crawling in!