Raise the dead to hear them scream againnIt's a prize in its own rightnEqual in death at last,nwith no exceptions madenThere's no escape in this andnthat's how it endsnnThis is my ceremonynA blood rite to spite your kindnnSmalltown kings and queensnFalling over-it's so concealed.nSo let this day remain and lingern(until) the memories come crawling your waynSinking deeper,ncloser to who you werenThe pain will truthfullynbring you homennThis is my ceremonynA blood rite to spite your kindnA fire burning deep within mennBecome stone in timensink it into oblivion, endless.nCrawlnBecome the master of this pyramidnVenomnRuns like blood through you veinsnThe more you deny itnthe closer it getsnResisting is futile,nthis ends in a coffin kiss.nnThis is my ceremonynA blood rite to spite your kindnA fire burning deep within me