Kryptos Visions of Dis song lyrics

Behold the profane sun

The center of this spinning cosmic void

The shards of life, our creators dying dust

The chasms call, churning lunar winds

Apollo's wrath, a summons to us all

When the martyr falls from grace from heaven's rusted cage

The seven moons align and the abyss flows with tears

When the fragments of all hope lie scattered in the sand

These visions I invoke shall plague the son of man

The serpents maze, the crumbling walls of gods shattered dream

The ruins of light, the last throes of man

Illusions fall, twisting cosmic black

The grand design of this godless morning star

When the martyr falls from grace from heaven's rusted cage

The seven moons align and the abyss flows with tears

When the fragments of all hope lie scattered in the sand

These visions I invoke shall plague the son of man

Bronze veils on virgin flesh

The cry of souls in Pluto's wake

A messiah comes on hooves of sin

Salvation by the serpent's touch

Awaken the realms of Dis, twirling rings of grief, fire and loss

The vortex throne, misshapen perverse lust

Empyrean coils cover the ebon sky

The jester laughs upon his crippled cross

When the martyr falls from grace from heaven's rusted cage

The seven moons align and the abyss flows with tears

When the fragments of all hope lie scattered in the sand

These visions I invoke shall plague the son of man