The purest form of hate They raise the reign of hell I'm striding through the realm of death
Feasting upon our souls I feel them swarming me Their presence shakes the soil Underneath my feet and bones
The swarm devours the rotting flesh Nothing can stop this awakening
...This awakening
Breaching the void when I collapse, The flow of vengeance seeks my name
They will cleanse the earth They will cleanse the fucking earth
I pray the lord every day for forgiveness The one, who can bring my hate to a close This flame will be the last of salvation... The wind has died out, the blood will flow again Searching to find the way
Blistering silence Limping down the corridors, With her blood soaked blade The frost builds before me, Have I seen the shadow of God?
One, final, day
All of who will suffer by the shackles of restrain, I seek to find the answer, I shall mend the hate of ethereal The sickness seething within my soul
I grasp my own demise I feel them changing me I know my own reprise I cease the gears of mankind I release my hate ...And I seek the redemptioning [sic] of the sun
They are the hands that bear the part of strength They weigh the scale of mind and our bleeding lungs Their way of torture and my fucking madness Will be forgotten from the wrath
With the singing from their glorious fields She will hear the calls Burned down and devoured
My left hand My right fist Pondering annihilation Destructive malformation Breaking down the servants My lust for blood never ends I see, I hear The devils calling me
Now reigning from the depths Walking inside Inside my fire
Ethereal The name is written in blood Ethereal Her screams destroy the earth
I know my way around the dead to finally reanalyze all of my sins...