Beyond the gates of entombment I feel illuminating creation The blinding light is eclipsed With a stench of human cremation
Await the desolation Of the gods in which I'll slay Take away each gasping breath Abort the ones who pray Kicking slashing Choking from above I've killed them Accession of the dead The rotting begins to spread I have killed them all
Eclipse the sky with doom I've seen their light I've spread the night To taste once more And they'll beg, and they'll scream to you
Judgement. No fate. No faith, no truth, no life, just certainty The gate burns upon their need for insanity I have become, the one, to kill the son Bearing the weight of the crutch. All lies.
Eclipse the sky with doom
Beyond the gates of entombment I feel illuminating creation The blinding light is eclipsed With a stench of human cremation A mortal form has begun desecration I feel (I feel) they kneel (they kneel) This night is mine.