cowards throne
thy art is murder
we are the plague of rotting flesh
the dead that roam this earth
servants to the shadows left to feed on carcass. soul tormentors
leaching life from the clean. diseases spreading
together we rise to take down this god of yours. and darkness will reign over all. stand forth!
where is this one you call god?!
an adversary in a coward's
the time is now. feel the fire from within. the blood is boiling. watch their soul destruct. i tear it from their fucking corpses. we are the demon
raping god's slaves. their blood will fill the rivers. an epic tide of satan's rage