A Constant Knowledge of Death - Altars of Glass Lyrics

I will consume one thousand voices
All gnawing their tongues in agony
With blasphemies to wage war
As my flesh adorns their static throne

I will drink from the cup of fury
Standing over seas of glass
Glowing with fires
That burn the images of idolatry

Whoever has eyes
Let them see

Spirits are damned
To chambers
Of echoes
And egos
To wither
In slumber
And worship
Eternal

Shameless perfection
Distorted projections
Monuments erected
Resemble hubris

Blessed are the sick
Who have tasted sin
And revel in vain
Dissonance

Blessed are the sick

I will consume one thousand voices
I will drink from the cup of fury
As my flesh adorns their static throne

Whoever has eyes
Let them see