Sowing Salt

We, ov Adam's crude defiance Hellbent to set Horeb aflame Stride like the lion Writhe like the snake Driven to never bow in fear Before no god, king, nor man Stride like the lion Scorch like the flame March forth! Flee not! March forth! We, the very voice ov his revenge Like trampling giants laying all to waste Give ear to the echoes ov the revelation's bane This is a song that brings not joy but pain Give ear to the echoes ov the howling Typhon's reign March forth! Flee not! March forth! March forth! The untiring emperor's infantry Flee not! Like down-flung Napoleon's sword We, the salt ov scorching earth Not ov the morality ov the slaves March forth! Flee not! March forth!