The Murdered - The Great Deceiver Enthroned: A Scourge Upon Nations Тексты

He posesses a fury that knows no equal! He Declares: I will shed blood until the world runs red as crimson! I will reign fire until the sky resembles that of hell!
He is affliction. He is suffering. His hand is outsrteched for the dominion of all. From his mouth pours lies. He is the bane of Man's exsistence! In Chaos he reigns and his perfect form now rises!
Death begets Death. He is the annihilation of Gods.
Now with his foothold in place is, he is the great becoming. His armies entrenched with a bloodlust for battle. He enslaves the weak! The blood of Kings pours from his mouth and Crown of Thorns is wrapped around his tongue!
He is a great evil unleashed and has broken the bonds.
The world now lies in devastation!