Is killing thy self
For vengeance I will rise...
For vengeance I will rise...
For vengeance I will rise...
The bitter balm blessings
Of regretfullness, empty but so strong
I walk through the heavens
Speed through the gates
Nightmares still so real
Confusion remains the same
The only reason is for killing thy self
And bring terror
To the living and dead
I burn thy names in flames
And I was forlorn. I devoured the scars
My world torn asunder
I've killed every god
My world torn asunder
Where prophets and madmen
Walk hand in hand
On a tomb of necropsies I have found the remains
Threaten death to people, Incantations and rites
To cause death and suffering, and help angry spirits
To take vengeance on those who had cursed them
And bring terror
To the living and dead
I burn thy names in flames
And I was forlorn. I devoured the scars
My world torn asunder
I've killed every god
My world torn asunder
Where prophets and madmen
Walk hand in hand
For the cursed I will stand...
To fight for them
When judgment day arrives
With iron sharpened spikes
Incarnated through their skin
Drinking the venomous feast till the eternity
And bring terror
To the living and dead
I have come to naught the worlds
I have come to naught the worlds