Plaguehurst - The Spectral Solent Lyrics

I arch before
Three decades under the horns
Smoulder branding to the snow
And fortify this spiteful dogma
It waits
It breaths
It waits
It breaths
As disembodied hands stay trapped Locked in the scriptural solent
Beneath the swell of the ageless
Transformed by paternal rejection
Rejection
Rejection
Of your lord
Born here in the nebulous blackness
Apex of true resentment
Bellows into the tide
Of an opulent phantom
Belief, you reductive beast
You reductive beast
Feed the children your poison
This is beginning
This is becoming
Spike right the meridian
Exult leviathan