Well hail caesar / horses in the senate / where did the eagles fly / back in
the german woods ?
Lost by the walking wounded / fleeing the devils of the forest / taken to
graven idols / down in their shrines beneath the ground
Oh to behold the suns below
A heart that used to house your love / i offer you below now / as once above
A mirror for simple souls / that tend to stray away from the day / this
maggot ridden horror /to sing you of summer's decay
Oh to behold the suns below