an orgy of death, feast for the damned
never turn your back on me
shivering and pale
nocturnals searching for a rotten soul
slashed skulls, dismembered corpses
dead flesh on the axe
the hordes of evil
weak morons who believe in so called saviour

walk away from this world
don't be afraid of the darkness when I arise

and you fear me
I will return to fight your endless glory
my senses felt so impassive
when you walked away

walk away

I didn't fear the dark, whose beheld all the might
my senses are so far gone, what more can I say

he can't fight in its purest
but will he turn his back on me?
the disciples have messed their mind
and then there shines a glimmer of hope

I produce a symphony of screams
all of the non-believers have to pay their debt

his forces start to disbelief as he walked away
my senses work in overload, what more can I say

you can fight in your purest form
but you never turn you back on me
the disciples lost their faith
and then tere shines a glimmer of hope

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