[Verse 1] Three vast mouths split the bruised-up sky Ulamog grins where the dead worlds lie Kozilek bends every line in the frame Emrakul blooms with a rot-borne name You call yourselves hunger, I call you prey My pack has been chewing since yesterday Steel in the sinew, oil in the vein I bring a whole brood to your endless domain [Pre-Chorus] No altar, no bargain, no truce to make The apex has come for the worlds you take [Chorus] I will complete you, consume you whole Phyrexia marching with one iron soul Ulamog, Kozilek, Emrakul—fall Vorinclex takes the prize and devours it all Teeth in the heavens, claws in the deep My swarm keeps coming; there’s no place to sleep Three titan carcasses, one red crown For the glory of Phyrexia, I grind you down [Verse 2] Ulamog, I’ll strip every plate from your hide Let my legions crawl through the holes inside Kozilek, I’ll snap that impossible shape Drive hooked steel through the fold in your frame Emrakul, your tendrils can choke on the swarm We bite through the growth and infect every form No endless hunger can outrun my jaws I turn your vastness to feeding laws [Pre-Chorus] No altar, no bargain, no truce to make The apex has come for the worlds you take [Chorus] I will complete you, consume you whole Phyrexia marching with one iron soul Ulamog, Kozilek, Emrakul—fall Vorinclex takes the prize and devours it all Teeth in the heavens, claws in the deep My swarm keeps coming; there’s no place to sleep Three titan carcasses, one red crown For the glory of Phyrexia, I grind you down [Bridge] I smell the breach before it opens wide My pack pours in like a turning tide No god above me, no beast beyond The last thing you learn is the taste of the bond One titan taken, the next one chained The third gets carved with the mark of the slain [Breakdown] Bite! Break! Breed! Feed! All three titans brought to heel All three made to kneel [Final Chorus] I will complete you, consume you whole Phyrexia marching with one iron soul Ulamog, Kozilek, Emrakul—fall Vorinclex takes the prize and devours it all Teeth in the heavens, claws in the deep My swarm keeps coming; there’s no place to sleep Three titan carcasses, one red crown For the glory of Phyrexia, I grind you down [Outro] The swarm remains. The titans are meat. The apex decides What gets to breathe.
