| Song | Ascendance to the Summoning |
| Artist | Archspire |
| Album | All Shall Align |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Leave this earth behind | |
| Ascend upon the skies | |
| To fruition comes the plan mapped by the allied sect | |
| To appose the ghosts of tongue | |
| All breeds vow to protect | |
| The self-fulfilling profits of natural orders descent | |
| We will hunt them find them kill them on earth air fire and sea | |
| Are elements will be our weapons, sculpt the laws of each | |
| Take to the skies | |
| Mute testimonies of the lost arts of antiquity | |
| Strength encompassing | |
| Ascendance to the summoning | |
| Rise from earth | |
| Conquer the live undead | |
| Redeem our species | |
| We are our elder's seeds | |
| Transport in secrecy | |
| Employ the recoil of all that is | |
| Ancient burden not with pain those heroic that which ensue this conquest | |
| Guide them unscorned through your righteous maze of burning stars | |
| Follows now/ the internal/ process of /transportation to/ the collective assembly | |
| Assurance of/ your return/ lay only/ | |
| ----upon our full/ victory | |
| First vanquish the repulsive pulse of fear that rots within | |
| Release the mind release the flesh!!! | |
| remove your eyes now | |
| Sink your vision/ deep within/ your imploding mass/ | |
| What remains will follow | |
| Cacophonic/ shrills leech/ the exhausted/ | |
| Dissipating breath out your throat into the air | |
| The blood well/that lets/ from your/ ---- | |
| Dormant sockets hosts your soul | |
| Let it billow/ from the fading/ flashes of your/ decomposing | |
| Your self now filters up through the crimson mist | |
| Of your empty shell. Become as light not seen | |
| Yet to behold all sight without eye | |
| To hear the echo of your banshee without the use of sound | |
| All red encompassing/ not alone/ yet without the self | |
| Threads of your past remain/ to engulf/ what now elevates | |
| Thoughts form to you as skin/as beckons/ selfless destiny | |
| A mockery of flesh/ serves now as/ your protective shield | |
| The composition of your past/ frail recollect/protects you from awaiting / atmospheres/ alien to man | |
| No longer are you human/ but a pure catalyst of man/ | |
| To join in the séance/ on the planet/ where the eldest lay | |
| Arrive encrusted/ in the ash/ of your scalded live/on the Omni ancients/ infinite/ resting ground |
| Leave this earth behind | |
| Ascend upon the skies | |
| To fruition comes the plan mapped by the allied sect | |
| To appose the ghosts of tongue | |
| All breeds vow to protect | |
| The selffulfilling profits of natural orders descent | |
| We will hunt them find them kill them on earth air fire and sea | |
| Are elements will be our weapons, sculpt the laws of each | |
| Take to the skies | |
| Mute testimonies of the lost arts of antiquity | |
| Strength encompassing | |
| Ascendance to the summoning | |
| Rise from earth | |
| Conquer the live undead | |
| Redeem our species | |
| We are our elder' s seeds | |
| Transport in secrecy | |
| Employ the recoil of all that is | |
| Ancient burden not with pain those heroic that which ensue this conquest | |
| Guide them unscorned through your righteous maze of burning stars | |
| Follows now the internal process of transportation to the collective assembly | |
| Assurance of your return lay only | |
| upon our full victory | |
| First vanquish the repulsive pulse of fear that rots within | |
| Release the mind release the flesh!!! | |
| remove your eyes now | |
| Sink your vision deep within your imploding mass | |
| What remains will follow | |
| Cacophonic shrills leech the exhausted | |
| Dissipating breath out your throat into the air | |
| The blood well that lets from your | |
| Dormant sockets hosts your soul | |
| Let it billow from the fading flashes of your decomposing | |
| Your self now filters up through the crimson mist | |
| Of your empty shell. Become as light not seen | |
| Yet to behold all sight without eye | |
| To hear the echo of your banshee without the use of sound | |
| All red encompassing not alone yet without the self | |
| Threads of your past remain to engulf what now elevates | |
| Thoughts form to you as skin as beckons selfless destiny | |
| A mockery of flesh serves now as your protective shield | |
| The composition of your past frail recollect protects you from awaiting atmospheres alien to man | |
| No longer are you human but a pure catalyst of man | |
| To join in the se ance on the planet where the eldest lay | |
| Arrive encrusted in the ash of your scalded live on the Omni ancients infinite resting ground |
| Leave this earth behind | |
| Ascend upon the skies | |
| To fruition comes the plan mapped by the allied sect | |
| To appose the ghosts of tongue | |
| All breeds vow to protect | |
| The selffulfilling profits of natural orders descent | |
| We will hunt them find them kill them on earth air fire and sea | |
| Are elements will be our weapons, sculpt the laws of each | |
| Take to the skies | |
| Mute testimonies of the lost arts of antiquity | |
| Strength encompassing | |
| Ascendance to the summoning | |
| Rise from earth | |
| Conquer the live undead | |
| Redeem our species | |
| We are our elder' s seeds | |
| Transport in secrecy | |
| Employ the recoil of all that is | |
| Ancient burden not with pain those heroic that which ensue this conquest | |
| Guide them unscorned through your righteous maze of burning stars | |
| Follows now the internal process of transportation to the collective assembly | |
| Assurance of your return lay only | |
| upon our full victory | |
| First vanquish the repulsive pulse of fear that rots within | |
| Release the mind release the flesh!!! | |
| remove your eyes now | |
| Sink your vision deep within your imploding mass | |
| What remains will follow | |
| Cacophonic shrills leech the exhausted | |
| Dissipating breath out your throat into the air | |
| The blood well that lets from your | |
| Dormant sockets hosts your soul | |
| Let it billow from the fading flashes of your decomposing | |
| Your self now filters up through the crimson mist | |
| Of your empty shell. Become as light not seen | |
| Yet to behold all sight without eye | |
| To hear the echo of your banshee without the use of sound | |
| All red encompassing not alone yet without the self | |
| Threads of your past remain to engulf what now elevates | |
| Thoughts form to you as skin as beckons selfless destiny | |
| A mockery of flesh serves now as your protective shield | |
| The composition of your past frail recollect protects you from awaiting atmospheres alien to man | |
| No longer are you human but a pure catalyst of man | |
| To join in the sé ance on the planet where the eldest lay | |
| Arrive encrusted in the ash of your scalded live on the Omni ancients infinite resting ground |