Cloaked in extreme discord, in blood and supremacy

I’m turning against your shape, towards you, I’m a shape

This is me, let me gain

You’ve lost it, now it’s me

Turning towards your shape of despair, turning towards your nothingness

Now you’re cursed, cursed

My eyes are shut, Revulsion

My eyes are shut, my skin is bright

I believe in sin, smell my victory

Senseless creature taste my flesh, my open flesh

Blood and dirt will be consumed

Now fade away!

You've walkеd my sin

I’m the warrior of wars

Now you’re cursed, cursеd

We’ve made them sick, we’ve made them fade

We’ve left a thousand wars

A thousand wars

A thousand wars to fight

A thousand wars to consume

The empire is ours, but you dwell

I hear sounds of escape

Trying to go through thick black fog , through shadows of obscurity

Not getting outside, a vortex of end

Hear my dissonant voice!

This is no place for the weak, there is no place

Now see me as a saint!