Mental Mercury

Past tense icons 
locked up in cages 
A disgrace to us, (and) a vital sight of (impending) doom 
Upheld by insane aggression 
No tender repentance, (just) denial of ugliness 
With the rain come their conquest 

Behold those who ride black winds 
Satan, the kings are heading home 

No harmony on the horizon 
when our haven burns silently 
An image of absolute mutiny 
against those who pertain to the dearest hell 

Monotonous graveyard plains – 
The soul exile 
Quintessence of pain – 
a higher form of suffering! 

(Why should man be protected, 
what has he done to justify it? 
This is why we embrace animals; 
they represent the innocence man doesn't have) 

Monotonous graveyard plains – 
The soul exile 
Quintessence of pain – 
Satan, the kings are heading home