Rot beneath below.
Killing the chance denied.
The rotting of the soul.
The pain denies the soul.

Even after falling.
The killing gently.
Dissection of the light.
The rotting of the soul.

The pain realize the wounds.
Leaving of your soul. It lives.
You light the soul.
Killing the ones they save.
The rotting of the soul.

Dying of the pain.
Killing of the soul, it rots.

Killing, send you to your grave.
Dying, soon the one they save.
Tearing, rid you of your limbs.
Infection soon, infection soon sets in.
Peeling, rid you of your skin.

Infection [X2]

Coming, soon the end of life.
Dying, cure you of infliction.

You're rising.
killing of the dead.
Body in the shadow.
Calling of the dead.

You're dying.
Live beyond the way.
Falling through the gates.
Scavenge you, with the darkening light.

Through the falling going low
To the death of those, the dying.

We're dying.
Healing of the one.
Falling of the days.
Charring in the sun.

We're dying.
Killing of the need.
Violence of the ways.
Slowly bleed.

Killing for the need.
You're fallen dead.
Rising of the dead.
With the fallen ways.

Rising from the dead, with you.
The killing for the need.
The darkened light.

The rising of the dead.
The glories killed.
Rising from the dead
With the darkened light.
With the darkening light

Chopped in half.

Feel the blood spill from your mouth.
With rotting ways comes destiny.
Feel the soul taking over.
Bleed.

Chopped in half.

Feel the blood spill from your mouth.
With rotting ways comes destiny.
Feel the soul taking over.
Bleed.

The battle is over
And the sands drunk the blood.
All what there remains
Is the bitterness of delusions.

Circle of the tyrants.

The immortality of the gods.
Sits their side.
As they leave the walls behind.
To reach the jewel's gleam.

Circle of the tyrants.

The days have come when the steel will rule
And upon his head a crown of gold.
Your hand wields the might.
The tyrant's the precursor.
You carry the will as the morning is near.

I sing the ballads of victory and defeat.
I hear the tales of frozen mystery.
Your hand wields the might.
The tyrants the precursor.
You carry the will as the morning is near.

The intensive gleam.
The new kingdoms rise by the circle of the tyrants.
In the land of darkness.
The warrior that was me.

Grotesque glory.
None will ever see them fall.
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows.
Where the winds cannot reach the tyrants might was born.
And as I often look back with tears in my eyes.

Grotesque glory.
None will ever see them fall.
And hunts and wars are like ever lasting shadows.
Their distant call.

We're dying for our souls to learn.

We're dying for our souls to burn.

We're dying for our souls to learn.

We're dying.

Go find the arise.
Kill at first sight.

Fight, live through the hell.
War is our prize
Twisting their minds.
Kill at first sight.

Go find the arise.
Kill at first sight.

With the dying body dead.
With the dying the coming rotting.
With the dying the coming rot.

Rot in hell religious one
Cold fate the chosen son.
Find the darkness kill the day.
You said you'd never cease saying.

We're the cause of death.

Find the one and kill the need.
You're the one to make us bleed.
Find the darkness little one.
I said you'd never cease now

We're the cause of death.

Rot in hell religious one
Cold fate the chosen son.
Find the darkness, kill the day.
You said you'd never cease saying.

With the darkness we arise.
Your hell is denied.
The powers below.
Reality's here.

With the darkness we arise.
Your hell is denied.
The powers below.
Reality's here.

You're rotting this way.
You're destined to die.
Loud is the shouting, of the chosen ones.
Rotting in hell, living the pain.

Loud is the shouting, of the chosen child, child.
Life goes on, even after death, life goes on.

Killing for the need, raping the ways.
Now is the coming of the chosen in chains.
Rotting the way, you're killing the days.
Loud is the shouting of the chosen life, life.

Life goes on, even after death.
I'm telling you, life goes on.
Life goes on. [X3]

You, we're coming.
Rotting in the wastes below.
Die, killing.
Rotting in the wastes below.

Rotting in the wastes again.
Giving the chance to die.
Killing for ways to fall.
Dying while in hell.

We're turned inside out.
Beyond the darkness we arise.
We're turned inside out.
Beyond the fearless cries.

We're turned inside out.
Beyond the darkness we arise.
We're turned inside out.
Beyond the piercing cries.

We're turned inside out. [X4]