With primal roar, thunder and trumpets
I proclaim my vicious hunt
Carried by the southern wind
And cloaked by dimming of the light
My senses are keen
There’s no escaping from my smoldering grasp
Loafers and wimps shall all be left for dead
Be women, be men
Frenzy bestowed alike
Muscle and metal fused by bolt cascading from the sky
The scent of terror
Agitation
Crosses inverted in the halls of saintly masturbation
Shadow foretells deceasing
Full drainage of the veins
Spine-whipping shivers run through body
(Cold) left in disdain
The nighthawk
Centuries defined
Commandments supreme
Obedience entwined
Wheels of fire sear the heavens in search for unwary prey
Enveloping the atmosphere in pitch black domain
Despairing sensation of escaping of life
A bounty for enduring disguise
Pathfinder of monuments manufactured by mankind
Throughout my voyage seeds are sown next to
Devilish and fretting grind
All answers are here
Judge and jury, so near
Closure of existence unclear
Purge of a realm
I feed the (bloodline)
Equilibrium of times
I am the one to trace the path
Besiege the temple and slay the iconoclast
I stride (I stride) through
Most ravenous fields (ravenous fields)
Melancholia bound
Miscreated light
Hear the wolf
With primal roar, thunder and trumpets
I proclaim my vicious hunt
Carried by the southern wind
And cloaked by dimming of the light
And as the black fire scorches rejects
I shall dethrone the twisted architect
Savior to none
Befouled by the scriptures
I am the one that should not be
