Upon the darkest of thrones
The true God is visible
The filthy sound of ten thousand (necro) morbid d**hs
Smear my body with your destructive visions
Writhe in my ba*tard hellish tormented ego
Soak my veins in alcohol
Create the beast.. behind these armoured walls...
I shall not let others in
So pure the race
So few
But we (tormented) know
We know so f**ing well not to hide
Yet to stay underground
You, you sit upon the darkest of thrones
Yet still remain as miserable, as necro, as evil, as hungry, as I...