Josh produced a lyric video for our song Fire at Will, which comes from the first full-length Sumptus Ignis album Ambition. Read along on Genius.
Fire at Will lyric video
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Voices of the Dead
Whispers from the long-departed
Songs of stillness carved in silence
Sorrowed secrets, words of anger
Locked in time like wasps in amber
Clutching hands – Fever shakes
The concrete bed so cold
Rags over bone
Staring bloodshot
Insomniac dreams intrude
Staining the landscape
Obscenity unseen
Desperation lingering
A broken thing discarded
Ragged nails – Plow the scars
The hunger digs below
Deep in the soul
Boiling empty
Chew the dregs
Digest the filth of decisions past
Every waking moment – Voices of the dead
Phantom vicious babble – Drains his sanity
Constant mental battle – Hear them screaming
Nightmares never buried – The traumas trail his life
Eyes closed – Still the visions remain
The past tears through the comforting lies
Cracked skull – the walls are crumbling down
Burdened by atrocity
Blistered grin – A vulture’s laugh
like rusted links of chain
Dropped to the earth
Broken shackles – the guilt undone
Forgiveness comes with a gift of silence
December’s End
Ash and alabaster
Buried Century
No headstones to describe
The silence beneath
Wastes bled white
Unbroken miles shriek
Grim winds standing guard
For what fools would unleash
Dread swords in slumber
Forged from hate and aggression
Armaments of cold disdain
Woe awaits
Devastation
Deferred but unrelenting
Though we stand at December’s end
The winter rages on and on
Our frozen fears are never far
Until the ice has come to thaw
Patient pestilence aplenty
Persisting under the ice
Hidden from sight and mind, they linger
The worms shall have their turn
The legacy of bloodless feuds
From forestalled enmity to total ruin
Permafrost to slush
The glaciers weep
Dead oceans stretch their fingers
All borders erased
When warmer winters rage
And shielding snows subside
The flotsam on the rising seas
Shall bear an ill tide
Beyond the Blighted Shore
In the stillness
Hot breath of decay
Dead sky crushing down sweltering
A stinking weight
Oppression
Conversations of carrion
Black waters yawn
Awaiting your misstep
Surrounded by watchful eyes
Driven to the edge
Beyond the blighted shore
A victim of obsession
Drawn into the mire
Hunting for a ghost
Among the flies
Hear them sing
Lips of phantoms
Whispering
From the depths
Fists of bone
Erupt to ensnare
Fallen trees stare
Hungry and vigilant
In the half light
Hope leads the eyes astray
Every shadow concealing
The pale limbs
Dancing out of reach
The beauty of the bog
Claims another wanderer