hyperblasting troops of dismemberment
loyal to the horns and warfare
march in blasphemy, spewing war incantations
conquering the land by flames
behold god's lamb, dead and rotting
eternal food for our corpseeating entity
carriers of the iron crown, with serpent horns
sword masters with thousand deceiving faces
complete the circle of blasphemy
by incinerating all holy lands.
let thy flames eternally perish
the existing lands of joy.
you are chaos
the ones bound beneath the earth
you'll tremble heaven
as madness surrounds the enemies of hell.
may your crown and thorns
be utter devastators of christ's legacy
summon the seven fiends of hell at your side,
to build you a temple
in the shape of the goat, a kingdom
in the shape of a snake's circle.
may the sky once more bleed!
as our serpent queen Mummu Tiamat
rises the foundations of chaos again