Like a fire

from the depths of underworld

I shall rise between life and death

I march with my hordes, my servants from deep

to world beyond with those who no more breath

Unleash our wrath, in blood they shall drown

even my death can not slow me down



Hunger of the beast

Smell of blood fills empty mind

Rotten, shattered, burned and spoiled

Sadistic pleasures

In me they grow and darken my soul

Predator?s sight, eyes once so bright

Projecting only darkness

and see new Era

Enormous are piles of corpses

They?re been dismembered

Their flesh putrifies

and still they are alive



Devastation

No mercy for the damned

Victims of mortification

Soon they shall get slayed

Scavengers

Fly upon the horrorfields

Piles of bones and rotting flesh

My unborn servants feast

Behold world as it becomes desert



Eternal pain and darkness

No hope to be released

Endless are days of torment

Forever they suffer deceased