Tombs - Once Falls The Guillotine

Crystalline time expands
Frozen cold
Condemned marching toward the void
Pulse pounding emptiness unfolds

Ethereal mystery
Sharpened steel shall rise from the shroud
Strained echoes across eternity
Unnoticed by the crowd

For your sins the sentence is passed
Life is forfeit
For your crimes the sentence is death
Justice callous swift

Disbelief devolves into dread
Life is forfeit
An omen ominous
The angled blade rises

Prepare the ritual
An invitation of death on display
A morbid spectacle
An invitation of death on display

Prepare the ritual
An invitation of death on display
A morbid spectacle
An invitation of death on display

Glistering in horror
Singular in purpose
Standing as an altar
To the glory of death