A/Abyss of Perdition/Arrogant Demonstorm (intro) - Winged Assailant Conquest
Many in number and ruthless in tactics Mercy's chains were broken millennia ago Horned butchers preparing their cuts Immediate danger drawn from sigils Impure legion will not be tamed The brazen manifest Banishment impossible Do not call up what will put you down
Ceaselessly lacerated by the feral horde Unspeakable names carved into still-bleeding hearts A loathsome storm of winged assailants Gnashing with a cyclone of fangs Cruelest conquest of the un-spared mangled Spoils of the hunt prepared in mass grave Gashes of talons sever salvation A thousand instantaneous cuts
Drawn and quartered in sheer audacity Mutilated beyond human recognition Arrogant actions of contemptuous devilry Imperious fiends act upon demoniac instinct Join the mound of the exsanguinated Bled out and ripped From limb to limb A force only empowered By the taste of crimson Revitalized through gore consumption
A brigade A legion Summoned from damned text This violence Awakened Slicing heads and chest A slaughter A bloodbath Cruelest persecution Now Hell's Royalty Orders execution Underworld Insurgent Breaking through Unholy void Horde of unnumbered Brandish teeth and horns Villainous Victory Militant massacre Existing Beyond laws Ungovernable
Incisions Infinite Carnage continual The mauling Battalion Insatiable The search must Recommence Howling in bloodlust Targeting The purest Torment is never enough
With unabating sadistic desires These repulsive beings wander yet again In unending quest to feast on flesh Predators yearning as wolves for lambs A quieting prayer offers no protection As the winged descend yet again A final cry from the huddling victims Falls silent from possessive clawTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
