As I arrive, this infernal realm quakes before me. My body imbued with your blackened essence.
O Serpent, hear me. I taste this invocation of hate, calling, pleading that I assume my role. Gift me with thine fire, "rex inferorum," I shall be your hand.
The gates of Hell shield this world from truth. I, Vessel, shall see to their destruction. Flood the pasture of God with packs of unholy wolves. Feast upon his sheep, the feeble race of man.
My eyes roll back inside of my fucking head. I hear thine will, I shall carry out this sacred plan. I hunger for death, allow me to rip apart God's holy land. Guide me, I shall bring forth the dawn of the fucking end.
Monolithic destruction. Waves of blood stir within the sea. Impending extinction. Waves of hate flow through my veins.
Murdering the masses, slaughtering the innocent. Conquering, devouring the children of God.
Brooding since the dawn of man. Faithless snake. Plunged into perdition, can you feel this hate? Behead the shepherd, set ablaze his throne. Rip his tongue from his mouth, shred the life from his skull.
I, Vessel, intend to see to this conquering of Christ. The throne shall be mine! The followers of his reign shall fall with him. With life and death, two forces entwined.
I will not stand for rebellion. I will cloak the world in black. My eyes shall fall upon the wreckage. Mercy has long left this corrupted soul.
Faith is gone. Hope is lost. Black wings of death extend across the sky. Cower before us. We, impurity, shall rise.
(CJ McCreery of Lorna Shore) Vile, my body contorts as I transform. The fabric of humanity will not survive untorn. Cower before this act of hate. I, The Son of Perdition, have been reborn.
My wrathful distaste for life, Will spell out your fucking end. Tremble as your world quakes, I am the Son of Perdition.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
