The Anvil Songtext
von Nothingness

Forged beneath dying light
Wrought forth from incorrigible Ore
Birthed from anguish
Taught fear
Given shape for sealing fate
Formed with dauntless reason
Created with purpose

Bathed in hatred
Carved in my fathers image
Demolished as punishment


Chiseled to corrupt
Beaten into shape
Hammered into penance
Sundered low
Anointed with a razors edge
Destroyed by desire
Wrecked By arrogance
Ruined with apathy

Molded by hardship
Fashioned with iron will
Dismantled into obscurity
Scourged by steel

Scourged by steel
Purged of impurities
Scourged by steel
Purged of impurities

Crafted again
Heated by inscrutable flame

Cast of boundless alloy
Sharpened by unlearned principles
Sculpted preeminently

Wrought forth for ascent
Forged again with dauntless purpose
Upon the anvil of Apotheosis