Hurting, A horde is destroying I cursed you endlessly 'Til you suffer I you to despair Once you will
Burning, I and found you praying Your weak god is In my of emptiness You are left I impale you the bone
I saw the fiery pits of And the torturing of the lost Lost eternally, infernally All that in the dusk
Shudder, wasted See you in blood red The is scared to death He has to retreat
Struggle for power, days are The stubborn has to be free Shattered, wasted See you in red tonight
I'm the begotten son of The one who decides your 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 son of wrath Begotten son of
Like a star, corpses' avenue blood turns to fountain head Hate is growing strong, mind is below Not weakens until you in pain
son, he's not from the heaven-sent He is taking lives like wildfire Chosen victims, you don't even when
Look at the heaven's I bet you will see again The cosmos, the their gates for my deadly vengeance Closed their gates for my deadly
Hurting, A homicidal horde is I have cursed you you suffer eternally I bring you to Once you repent
Burning, I sought and you praying Your god is powerless In my of emptiness You are left I you through the bone
I'm the begotten son of wrath The one who your fate Not for the honor but for pain My is merciless You bodies are And your is always in my hands
Begotten son of son of wrath Begotten son of son of wrath