Mark thy masters wrath   The scrolls now entangled   I offer my blood in chants of disgust   Enter a dimension of hate   Rejoice in flaming circles   Temptation of ones blinding faith      Rings of fire engulfing the earth   Now brought to a blaze   Bound by the shadows that dwell from within   Awaken the beasts now speaking in tongues   Invoking despair   I am the grace of rising legions of black      The feebleness of man   The saved, the purest blood   Await the prophets I've already torn   What I have and what I create   Beheads the ways of holy   Creation of my blessed domain      I am wrath!   Sworn to silence   I am wrath!   Blessed with hatred      Rings of fire engulfing the earth   Now brought to a blaze   Bound by the shadows that dwell from within   Awaken the beasts now speaking in tongues   Invoking despair   I am the grace of rising legions of black