Hippotraktor - Silver Tongue

Do unto them as they would have you crawl.

Inner eye closed.
Outer mind gone.

Behold the delight of the impious sight.

Born over man.
Over sun.
The unbound.
Clear.

This all will pass soon.
Disembody.
Overrule the ill-conceived silver tongues.
Reawaken your lost rage.

Deny shackles, denounce the real.
Bury the once primal.

Relieve your burdened soul.
Shattering the once caged divine.
Slip away.
Desert the sky.
Shivering son.
Hollow saint.

You are better off in the veins of the ground.
Where you belong.
The one vessel.
The hope, the god of the rage.
The anchor.

I am here.
Annihilate