Hurting, A homicidal horde is I have cursed you you suffer eternally I you to despair Once you will
Burning, I and found you praying weak god is powerless In my world of You are left I you through the bone
I saw the fiery of hell And the of the lost souls Lost eternally, lived All ended in the dusk
Shudder, wasted See you in blood red The is scared to death He has to retreat
Struggle for power, are numbered The stubborn has to be free Shattered, land See you in blood red
I'm the begotten son of The one who decides fate Not living for the honor but for My revenge is You are impaled And life is always in my hands
Begotten son of son of wrath Begotten son of son of wrath
Like a guiding star, avenue Dropping blood to fountain head is growing strong, mind is down below Not weakens until you in pain
Begotten son, not from the heaven-sent He is taking your lives like Chosen victims, you don't know even
Look at the heaven's I bet you never see again The cosmos, the Closed their gates for my vengeance their gates for my deadly vengeance
Hurting, A homicidal horde is I have you endlessly 'Til you eternally I bring you to Once you will
Burning, I sought and found you Your god is powerless In my world of You are left I you through the bone
[Incomprehensible] I'm the begotten son of The one who your fate Not for the honor but for pain My is merciless You are impaled And life is always in my hands
Begotten son of Begotten son of Begotten son of Begotten son of