Hurting, A horde is destroying I have you endlessly 'Til you suffer I bring you to Once you will
Burning, I sought and found you weak god is powerless In my of emptiness You are alone I impale you through the
I saw the pits of hell And the torturing of the souls Lost eternally, lived All that in the dusk
Shudder, land See you in red tonight The usurper is to death He has to retreat
for power, days are numbered The stubborn land has to be Shattered, wasted See you in blood red
I'm the son of wrath The one who decides fate Not living for the but for pain My is merciless You are impaled And your is always in my hands
Begotten son of son of wrath Begotten son of Begotten son of
a guiding star, corpses' avenue Dropping blood to fountain head is growing strong, mind is down below Not weakens until you in pain
Begotten son, he's not from the He is taking your lives like victims, you don't know even when
Look at the heaven's I bet you never see again The cosmos, the their gates for my deadly vengeance Closed their for my deadly vengeance
Hurting, A homicidal horde is I cursed you endlessly 'Til you eternally I bring you to Once you repent
Burning, I sought and found you Your weak god is In my of emptiness You are alone I impale you through the
[Incomprehensible] I'm the begotten son of The one who your fate Not living for the but for pain My is merciless You bodies are And your is always in my hands
Begotten son of Begotten son of Begotten son of Begotten son of