Skeletal hands reach for the blinding sun
Scavengers circle
In this bloodied sandpit you're the master of none
Betrayers, agnostics are burnt at the stake
Murder they celebrate
Hunger...
For splendour, unspoken glory
For infamy, power over will
Voracious, unconquerable
Drives us to kill
Rise from your crypt
Hailing not life but death
Drowned in bloodlust
Vision turned red
Perish, choke on the filth of the Styx
Expire, burn on the crucifix
Feast on their fear
Thrive on their terror
Prosper as you murder
Blossom in their wake

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