Saturnine Lyrics

Scorn the sky with blade
Season the soil with blood

Push down a son, into the pit
Spare his eyes the pain of light
Fear the rise of a new dawn
Close the cycle, go out with ease
Those who walk at night
Will turn at your sight
What has grown in the stomach shall rise
Legions of your own blacken out the stars
Kneel for you've grown a family of foes
Fall back and receive the harvest of your wounds

Drowning, in my blood