Thursday, 3 June 2010

Untitled 27-02-10

You Judged their worthlessness
With Death on your breath
You've cast aside your rightous guide.

No ash to ashes or dust to dust
You'll not stop until your crushed
Bleeding passion upon your brow
Kneel down before the angels of death.

We are your children and together we ride.
Oblivions dawn breaks the day.

I am the hungry
I am the plague
I am destruction
We heed your call

We haunt your darkest fears
We stalk your every step
We feed on every breath

We are the butchered death

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