Begotten Lyrics


Bleak wold torn with ruin

Born from the infinite void

Subject towards your sensation

An image of a dying god

Forsaken be thy father

Beget the scourge of your creation

Cast out of womb so desolate

Consumed by the funeral pyre

Desecrated by the nomads

Eternal Suffering

Led astray by the harbingers of mankind

Doomed to repeat ad nauseam