At the Gates
Cult of Salvation
[Verse 1]
Sculptured from dust, hallucinations
Through nights of obsidian black
The sacrificial city, illuminated
Premonitions from the nuclear void

[Chorus]
Inter-dimensional incarcerations
Invoking chaos and flame
Upon the throne, the abomination
Cerebral horror, cerebral horror profane

[Verse 2]
Inherited strife and destitution
Under a sky without stars
In ecstasy blind, we tear through the night
Dressed in our tears and our scars

[Chorus]
Inter-dimensional incarcerations
Invoking chaos and flame
Upon the throne, the abomination
Cerebral horror, cerebral horror profane

[Bridge]
Our purgatorial glow
The wasteland of unreasoning
Desolate and perilous
In dim transparency
The magnetism of recoil
And luminous duality
[Verse 3]
As whispered pictures fall
Through stratospheric purity
Phenomena of suffering
Through dreams of prophecy

[Bridge]
Cult of salvation, the end reborn
Absence of color, void of form

[Chorus]
Inter-dimensional incarcerations
Invoking chaos and flame
Upon the throne, the abomination
Cerebral horror, cerebral horror profane