"Sol's Golden Curse" lyrics - HIGH ON FIRE

Ethereal dew of they bodies
Singeth of Sol's golden curse
Suncraft disguise of his daughters
Hell of a night in this Earth

No one to ponder his sickle
Birth
Hardening beings with his black craft
Cursed

Raising my glass to this thunder
Witchery, wandering war priest of Earth
Counting my sword to this plunder
Back to back carnage, fiends of horror encircle us first

Snakes unto wolves in my chambers
Abraxas has heard song and verse
Telling the tails incarnate, unearthed

Raising my glass to this thunder
Witchery, wandering war priest of Earth
Counting my sword to this plunder
Back to back carnage, fiends of horror encircle us first

No one to ponder his sickle
Earth
Hardening beings with his blackcraft
Cursed