
Track 1: The Cradle and the Curse
The heavy night descends on Thebes. The goddess watches from the dark. The silent serpents seek the bone, To leave a deadly, poisoned mark. [Verse 1, The silver scales glide on the stone, And wrap around the wooden bed. The little hands reach through the dark, And crush the monstrous, hissing head. The baby laughs, the venom dies, The broken serpents hit the floor. The child is born with godly strength, But shadows gather at the door. [Pre-Chorus, The copper gears begin to turn. The poison sleeps inside the urn. Ira Deorum! [Chorus, The crimson mist consumes the mind! The wrath of gods strikes warriors blind! The heavy sword begins to fall! The blood is painted on the wall! The broken shields! The burning flame! The echoes scream the holy name! [Verse 2, The hero strikes the phantom foe, The demons crawl across the hall. The iron swings across the air, The heavy blade divides the wall. But when the crimson vapor clears, The sudden silence takes the breath. The mighty warrior stands alone, Surrounded by the bloody death. [Pre-Chorus, The copper gears begin to turn. The poison sleeps inside the urn. Ira Deorum! [Chorus, The crimson mist consumes the mind! The wrath of gods strikes warriors blind! The heavy sword begins to fall! The blood is painted on the wall! The broken shields! The burning flame! The echoes scream the holy name! [Bridge, The iron weapon hits the ground. The empty house begins to weep. The cold ash settles on the chest, The open wound is dark and deep. Boots leave the ruined, bloody home, To find the answers in the smoke. [Verse 3, Feet climb the mountain in the cold! The ancient Pythia awoke! To wash the blood from heavy hands! Twelve heavy labors for the lands! Submit unto the coward king! And let the iron collars ring! [Final Chorus, The crimson mist consumes the mind! The wrath of gods strikes warriors blind! The heavy sword begins to fall! The blood is painted on the wall! The broken shields! The burning flame! The echoes scream the holy name! [Outro, Twelve heavy labors. Bow the head. Mea culpa. Take the chain. [End]

