Let the wounded all mourn They're rotting in the world Infection and cancer Are burnt in the world
The sickness is spreading And threatens to kill The need for a cure To reinstall reign
No bound for glory - No small minded sheep No media whores - No dishonest wimps No life made of comfort - No ... No talking for money - No radio waves No forces of lies - No need to speak No swolling their egos - just satanic greed
Rebirth of Gorgoroth
Let the wounded all mourn They're rotting in the world Infection and cancer Are burnt in the world
The sickness is spreading And threatens to kill The need for a cure To reinstall reign
The needle of life proudly arise Leaving behind only he who divines The music with hate and fear as it's core Chaos inscribed in every chord
Life and music, working impure Echoes of agony, inhuman despair The gnosis of Satan will leave in the sun .....knives assures for none
*Sorry they're not quite finished, but that should be a good start for you