[Lyrics by: John McEntee Music by: John McEntee & Kyle Severn] Rotting with your christ I can see The impending suffering Your words vanishing Christ
[Lyrics by Robert Yench, Music by John McEntee and Robert Yench] Seraphim immersed in scorn Perceptions decrepit, eclipses blind faith Sagacity with
Decapitated head licking your cunt Sucking all the blood from your stump intestinal guts taking their hold leaving you dead, stiff and cold Controlling
Holy apparition, seeking death to save Sins of the flesh, the cadaver is unfit Penetrate the mind and body Spirit is incarnated, spiritual entrapment
I hear the chants from ancient winds Like the darkness caresses my essence The intensity of the crimson twilight A twilight that will guide us to an empire
Enveloped by somber twilight Upon the ibex gaze A vast orgy of profane bliss A salacious burden into utter paradise Obliteration of adoration Indulgence
[Lyrics: Joe Lombard, Music: John McEntee & Kyle Severn] Safe haven torn The ultimate lie The coming of christ Rapturous demise Where's your salvation
Warriors of Blasphemy We are triumphant When damnation is brought unpon the mortal king of forsaken heavenly lies...
[Music by John McEntee & Kyle Severn]
Realm of entanglement Sponteneous annihilation of Chaotic utopia Delirrium flows liberation our ominous ethics (neurotic hunger for malevolent rapture
Mutilate the sacred land, desecration of their gods. Dismember their vital organs, drain the precious blood. Conserve the rotting flesh, preserve the
I hear the chants from ancient minds Like the darkness caresses my essence The intensity of crimson twilight A twilight that will guide us to an empire
Upon the mountain apex, reeking of zealous malevolence Stench of hellish pandemonium, trembling, decaying divinity Overshadowing supremacy, horns of
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[Lyrics by: Joe Lombard Music by: John McEntee & Kyle Severn] Under conquered skies Once thought holy, now have died Uprising heresy Impious reign of
Unheavenly skies Burneth thy souls Divine suffering eternal Reborn in profanity Bleed with me into the abyss Masters of the pure hellish retaliation
[Lyrics & Music by John McEntee & Kyle Severn] Upon the sign of the night Longing for a prophecy Indulgence will prevail The essence of humanity Obliterate
Disciples of mockery, blasphemy. Christ will rot, suffer in pain. Nailed unmercifuly, grotesquely hung. Gasping for air, collapsed lungs. Stripped of