Released on May 25, 2012

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[Chorus]

Fear my name, in the dead of the night

For I am reborn of flame

You will feel my wrath

I will destroy all things that, lay in my path


[Verse 1]

It's raining relentlessly

And the last little flickering flame

Which I kindled and cared for so dearly is

Beginning to, wither and fade

Now here I tend in darkness

Scrawling onto tattered pages you once held so close

Sleep has overtaken us

And if it weren't for these binds, I would float away


[Chorus]

Fear my name, in the dead of the night

My burden is bound by the tales I wrote

These have been the Chronicles of Woe

Burn down the forests

No longer are they my home

Morrow, you, you cursed them!

Or so it reads in the Chronicles of Woe


[Bridge]

Now feel my wrath

Tear down the skies

Feel my wrath

My hatred engulfs me, destroying your dreams

Feel my wrath

I'll bide my time, and burn you alive

Feel my wrath

My vengeance will be swift, at my burning hand

The flames from my fingertips dwindle and cheer

At the torment of man


[Breakdown]

Tear down, the fucking skies

Tear down the fucking skies!

Can you feel the surge, of hatred from my torment?

I burdened your stories, you left me for dead

And cursed the forest


[Verse 2]

My name is forever echoed throughout the wastes

And my malevolence, is eating my heart out

Should you hear it?


[Chorus]

Fear my name, in the dead of the night

For I am reborn of flame

You will feel my wrath

I will destroy all things that lay in my path


[Verse 3]

I've burdened your stories

Your codex of sorrow and lies

I relinquish this duty

Take back what you once kept so safe


[Chorus]

Fear my name, in the dead of the night

I burden no longer the tales I wrote

Take of me these Chronicles of Woe

Burn down the forests

No longer are they my home

Morrow, you, you cursed them!

Or so it reads in the Chronicles of Woe


[Outro / Chorus]

Fear my name, in the dead of the night

I burden no longer the tales I wrote

Take of me these Chronicles of Woe

Fear my name, in the dead of the night

I burden no longer the tales I wrote (I wrote)

These are the Chronicles of Woe