With Hearts Toward None IV lyrics

All hail reapers of hope

All hail the seer of confusion

To grind the sandstones of culture

And to reveal the true foundation

of terror and fevers

Under vigilant eyes

of watchdogs of psyche

Let loose by loving brethren

Jaws dripping with balm

of righteous comfort

To pour upon conflict,

Turmoil and friction

Now bite into the essence

and cut into fabric of life

Unearth the fragile construct

below instilled order

Never surrender

Never retreat

In this the weapons

are our very lives

Fuck hope and godspeed