The k**ing is a mean rots in the pain Fight for the fear of rights The time is set scream for the help (horror) Fly through the darkest nights The peeling is the skin rotting the soul Hailing for the chosen son Mortality the pain fear for the living Ravage the chosen one The darkness falls beyond the grave
Blessed ground in which they save Even though the time has pa**ed (Your soul is f**ed in utter...) Rotting souls in fear of desperately Serpent souls in bowels on which to feed ...is out for blood and parts ...craves the blood we're feasting on Help Me I'm in pain