Pretenders to the throne kneel before him   Appalling wretched demon king   Praise be to us his children   Spawns of evil?s reckoning      Doomed from the inception   Claiming fire as our home   Licked by flames our steel grows stronger   To be forged in hate forevermore      A hellish scorn quickly approaches violent climax   Infernal legions, the time nears when we'll strike   The shadows serving to enshroud us our blackened hearts   Those forgotten looming just beyond their sight      The blood of pariahs through our veins   Sin and Hell our mainstay, forever to remain   Oh to ye wicked ones and oh to blood a reaper's song   Demons born of man?s sickest desire      Those of the darkness spawned   Fires of Hell I stoke thee high   Through the open gates ever so wide, bury me in sin   The daggers have been raised, now let's begin      The margins of sanity blur into night   As one will move beyond the light   Murder effortlessly without a tear   Our motives to them never clear      Damn this liars? world, we are the truth you've all awaited   Impaling holy fallacy, the filthy blood of Christian seed   Akin to the looming serpent, we've patiently anticipated   The time to rise is upon us      My lord, I kneel before you, now paint me bloody red   Bathing in blasphemy, I beat the path that's traveled less   The forgotten, your minions, our souls of black   We are thousands in the darkness waiting to attack      Infernal legions, their heads shall be your prize   Trophies to our dominions of conquests only fantasized   Oh to ye wicked ones and oh to blood a reaper?s song   Demons born of man?s sickest desire      Those of the darkness spawned   Fires of Hell I stoke thee high   Through the open gates ever so wide   Bury me in sin, the daggers have been raised      Oh the dance of death, she's a sweet one   To our victory we will drink