My wrathful eyes

Piercing from the shivering soul-night

Onto the hellion hordes

On a death-march ride

Against the new light



Immortal bearers of immoral sin

We will crack the sky open to let darkness in



In my night-sight

Blistering carnivore

Feed on your hateful eyes

Phantom-storm

Through the demon gate

Redeem your lies



Crawling up for eternal time venturing

I bid you come forth and get on with the killing



Vestal nausea

Flee before my bloodstained hatchet

Vestal sickness

I am the leech against your plague