Mark thy masters wrath

The scrolls now entangled

I offer my blood in chants of disgust

Enter a dimension of hate

Rejoice in flaming circles

Temptation of ones blinding faith



Rings of fire engulfing the earth

Now brought to a blaze

Bound by the shadows that dwell from within

Awaken the beasts now speaking in tongues

Invoking despair

I am the grace of rising legions of black



The feebleness of man

The saved, the purest blood

Await the prophets I've already torn

What I have and what I create

Beheads the ways of holy

Creation of my blessed domain



I am wrath!

Sworn to silence

I am wrath!

Blessed with hatred



Rings of fire engulfing the earth

Now brought to a blaze

Bound by the shadows that dwell from within

Awaken the beasts now speaking in tongues

Invoking despair

I am the grace of rising legions of black