Ghora Natha

I, the almighty

Ghora Natha


demons that resist my blood 
ain't worth the pleasure of molestation 
but be entangled in a state so restless 
so cold 
granting me strenght so I may sustain 
their plagues and terminate their pityless tortures 

by my own chaotic divivity 
they shall not rot 
but bathe 
in endless misery 

the eternal fire of forsaken souls 
the stench of burning skin denied 
end in a world of purity 
and follow thee 
taking me back for I am the moon 
that blinds the sun for them habitual creatures

by my own chaotic divivity 
they shall not rot 
but bathe 
in endless misery 

blackness condemned 
arosen from catacombs 
blackness condemned 
I who am the sacred! 

burn to the steak
fire eat the bone 

they shall not rot! 

the eternal fire of forsaken souls 
the stench of burning skin denied 
end in a world of purity and follow thee 
taking me back for I am the moon 
that blinds the sun for them habitual creatures

by my own chaotic divivity 
they shall not rot 
but bathe 
in endless misery 
I, the almighty