Show no mercy
Commanding
Sorrow to masses
Profiting custodes
Feasting on you
Poisoning your mind
No one can stop this
Parasitic URGE
This senseless slaughter
Made me what i hated to be
Enough
But it's never too late
To choose
The Left Hand Path
My wish; from womb to be torn
Mind burning horror, idle gore
At times I'd rather not see
They chose war to be my destiny
I shall not live for
This foul conquest
Enough
But it's never too late
To choose
The Left Hand Path
Deceived yet not broken
Diluting the slime
Awaiting
The furnace, divine