I am all pain, overcome by lack of faith Welcomed by none, yet feared by all
I am the over come, forced fear of a necessary evil I am the over done, the embodiment of pain
You names engraved, on the arms of a man in chains Bound by hate, set free in vain I will preach the words of a once forsaken land I will denounce and set a flame to a world enslaved
I called on the riders of the hell To rise beyond your grave I call on the hearts of the damned To destroy this world in vain
I am the preacher of pure hate I am the embodiment of a dismal pain I am the preacher of pure hate I am the embodiment of pure dismal pain Pure pain