Rise into the elder world
The burning purgatory
Deadly cosmic terror
The lowest dephts of hellI signed the book of blood
By will - now that's a fact
Marked by the numbers
Of predominanceLead me to the path of perfect celebration
I've been reborn in a world of consumption
Arisen in blasphemy
Mutilation I needConsume souls eternally
For my torment they will bleed
Realm of darkthrone
Netherworld of doomCruel horned spirits
Everlasting ghouls
Flowen from the dephts
Dark horned mutationsMillion tied up souls
Infernal slaves of manipulation
Cross the Styx
I call on theeBlind idiot god of chaos
Goat with a thousand young
God of perfection
Cross the StyxPumping the agony through my veins
As perpetual pleasure it enters my brain
Swallow the lunatics of god's creation
Their tumors create a sacrificial lustGrime crippled putrescent infants
Melted and fused by demonical abcesses
Reincarnation of perfection
Behind the forbidden sinister gatesSouls drowned in the blood of Oblivion
Dragged in the stream of the inflicted access
Zymotic slime of subtracted skin
Into damnation tortured infinityCross the Styx
Songwriters
MASTRIGT, MIKE VAN/KLOOSTERWAARD, AAD/WALLENBERG, BART VANPublished by
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