I am the king of my own throne
I am the lord of my reality
We wont serve the one of enlightenments creed
And praise the god of filth lies.

Our creed dwells within abhorrence of hate
Broken free from chains of pain
We defile the light of god
And rise all from its deny.

We will dominate our own ways
and rule the path its side dark.
I reveal my stigma within this keep
Within circles of black where your god wont be!

Our creed dwells within abhorrence of hate
Broken free from chains of pain
We defile the light of god
And rise all from its deny.

Cast the spell, destroy their lores
Prepair the rites of unholy cores

We shall purge divine heresy
and fulfill our dark prophecy

Cast the spell, destroy their lores
Prepair the rites of unholy cores
We shall purge divine heresy
and fulfill our dark prophecy