Per Eriksson - Devouring The Feeble lyrics

Black hidden presence Waves his hand Strides the earth for infamy Talons strain Devouring the feeble Dog God litany Earth shall crumble Amidst the ashes he will rise Cursing of the holy ghost Mankind choking on its own demise Cold grasp around the heart Claws writhing in the flesh Rites of supremacy Consume the weak and quench their souls Come red d**h Swirl the sky Bring forth the rain of fevers Sickening is the dogma rushing through your veins Buried believers The ever rotting presence of him The rotten sculpture of the one that is bound to rise Conjure now this dark upheaval The pestilence that is bound to come and cleanse the Earth