Blodsrit Deciple Of Thy Darkened Ways
[Music & Lyrics; Nazgûl]
The pagan fires are burning with might
Tormented remains of angels sodomized (with evil)
Extacy gained through the burning of holy
For years I've been a deciple of thy darkened ways
I've carved the mark of sin into my flesh
For blaphemic glory I've she'd blood
The powers of His might have painted my heart black
I spear the holy with perverted disease
I slay the angels and I curse their god
I am starvation, torment, agony, war and pain
I carry the banner of war with lust and pride
I use my body as a blasphemic altar
A host wherein demon soldiers dwell
Wherein hellish fires burn
Wherein nocturnal powers are unveiled
