These were unused Throne of Mortality lyrics written by Howard Eichenblatt (Sabbat) sometime in the late summer of 2005.

The rubble of suffered centuries
As the vermin feast on the memory
Of a brighter, sun lit dream.
There is no flourish
Of minds and matters in this
Kingdom Of Stupidity,
Where greed lurks in every fucking alcove
And like a vulture, strikes down on those
who refuse to resist
the filth, the squalor of a
Mindless and pathetic city.

This strange witches brew, is this life?
If this is life, then I am lost.