Goldenpyre

Lead The Rats

Goldenpyre


Pestilence - Stench of a decrepit race 
Your Divinity imprisoned in your rotten flesh 
Rodents 
Thats what you became 
Among the slime 
Feasting on your own putrefaction 
Youve fallen - neglected your wings 
Forgotten how to fly - now you crawl! 

Listen to my incantation 
I separate the beasts from Us 
To Death I 
Lead The Rats! 

Creatures without soul 
Too long I stand your nauseous smell 
What shame you have no soul 
Since your flesh now burns in Hell! 

Tomorrow hyperboreans 
Will step over your empty heads 
Now We leave the shadows 
Your bestial dynasty ends! 

Listen to my incantation 
I separate the beasts from Us 
To Death I