Black Mass for all to see
Blood soaked it runs down your knees
Entrenched in death but still marching to their extermination
A flock of walking waste set upon and shredded to pieces
Punishment for their war crimes
Drink from the chalice of suffering until hell feels like home
In the end we have weaponized an evil species
Eradicated by our own two hands
Desecration with no salvation
You live in fear
You beg for life eternal
Your flesh writhes as you wait for your final judgement
First to die
As the blood drained from their lips I could see them fading
First to die
A twisted place made of shattered corpses
This terror fiend grows into murder incarnated
This incantation
Born in blood and death living in horror
Feasting on your remains
Empty inside
Your mind is lost forever
Bask in the glory of the terror fiend
Bask in the glory of the terror fiend
Crooked bones and sharpened teeth
It crawls and it f*cking feeds
Crooked bones and sharpened teeth
It crawls and it f*cking feeds