Beast of death, Thy dreaded return. We   walk the bridge of death. We now see   the bonestorm closing in upon us. The   remains of endless cemetaries, in which   we see Thy ever so supreme being.      Within murder He is present. In rape   He is there. Trhough corruption He   works. Through His will I shall serve.      To witness the beast is to be reborn   into another time and age. Many cycles   of time and souls have thou taken.   Centuries through out of time the   weakness of mankind. Through Thy   hunger everlasting