pretenders to the throne kneel before him   appalling wretched demon king   praise be to us his children   spawns of evils reckoning   doomed from the inception   claiming fire as our home   licked by flames our steel grows   stronger to be honed in hate forevermore   a hellish scorn quickly approaches violent climax   infernal legions the time nears when we'll strike   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   o to ye wicked ones   and o to blood a reapers song   demons born of mans 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 lets 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 the 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   o to ye wicked ones   and o to blood a reapers song   demons born of mans 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   o the dance of death she's a sweet one   to victory we shall drink