pretenders to the throne kneel before him
appalling wretched demon king
praise be to us his children
spawns of evils
reckoning
doomed from the inception
claiming fire as our home
licked by flames our steel grows
stronger to be honed in hate
forevermore
a hellish scorn quickly approaches violent climax
infernal legions the time nears when we'll strike
shadows serving
to enshroud us
our blackened hearts
those forgotten looming just beyond their sight
the blood of pariahs through our veins
sin
and hell our mainstay
forever to remain
o to ye wicked ones
and o to blood a reapers song
demons born of mans sickest
desire
those of the darkness spawned
fires of hell I stoke thee high
through the open gates ever so wide
bury me in sin
the
daggers have been raised
now lets begin
the margins of sanity blur into night
as one will move beyond the light
murder
effortlessly
without a tear
our motives to them never clear
damn this liars world
we are the truth you've all
awaited
impaling holy fallacy
the filthy blood of Christian seed
akin to the looming the serpent
we've patiently
anticipated
the time
to rise
is upon us
my lord I kneel before you now paint me bloody red
bathing in blasphemy I beat the
path that's traveled less
the forgotten your minions our souls of black
we are thousands in the darkness waiting to
attack
infernal legions their heads shall be your prize
trophies to our dominions of conquests only fantasized
o to ye wicked
ones
and o to blood a reapers song
demons born of mans sickest desire
those of the darkness spawned
fires of hell I stoke thee
high
through the open gates ever so wide
bury me in sin
the daggers have been raised
o the dance of death she's a sweet
one
to victory we shall drink