John Thomason - Foresworn+foresaken Lyrics

Red sunrise on the western foothills
Fading flowers in the valley
Wrapped in wine pressed garments
The priests stagger in the alley

I have cut my covenant with death
I shall not gaze upon those future islands
I've rejected the reviving breath
I've chosen pretty poppies in place of diamonds

Foresworn and foresaken
Every oath that I've taken

The prophet stumbled and cracked the diadem
Of the last drunkard king
The proud crown of Ephraim
Rendered the filthiest of things

I have cut my covenant with death
I shall not gaze upon those future islands
I've rejected the reviving breath
I've chosen pretty poppies in place of diamonds

Foresworn and foresaken
Every oath that I've taken

And all of the tables are filled with vomit

The storm clouds gather for the tempest
The hailstones hit each haughty head
The scourge swallows their fleshly precepts
The pit takes the bodies of the dead
The sword has drunk it's fill in the heavens
The waters overwhelm every shelter

My harlots have been stripped of beauty
My bones have been broken in the banquet
My guards have neglected their duty
My babes smothered in their blankets

Foresworn and foresaken
Every oath that I've taken

And all of the tables are filled with vomit
HELL IS EMPTY AND ALL THE DEVILS ARE HERE