This all shall end tonight

And somberness will return to the forsaken lands

As we, heathen, celebrate our crimson art

His bastardy heritage's lungs have tasted their last bit of air

As we, heathen, once and for all climb the throne

His dead shall crown him Kingmaker

A legendary cowardice

Bearer of nothingness

Behold our light and witness true faith

For you shall be seeing more without your shadow

Embrace the warmth of your one true God

For men who sit on cold ground hear the cold ground calling their names

Yield and end this madness

It has been prophesied by Her

She of the Curses travels through lore

To tell malevolent tales -throatsnatchers

I, the nemesis

Have been spawned by the dark and the silent

I have been witnessing a demonstration of arrogance

And shall bring completion to the mortal

The delivery of light

And creation of the formless

I shall bring shape to the perfect mayhem

Until death falls from heaven

For She

She of the Curses

Has foreseen an ignominious death

It shall be known

This is an evil place

Reigned by desperation and direly sounds

Produced by disembodied voices

And until all is swallowed and taken and evolved

Into burning penance

Spreaders of disease

Beginning to lose on substanceAcceptors of defeat

We've brought home victoryIt has been prophesied by Her

She of the Curses travels through loreAnd brings us malevolent tales

Becoming one with an impenetrable blackness in which the world is now shrouded

The greatest of cleansings has begun

At the dawn of day there will be nothing but tears and anger

And all the fallen shall be panicking and frightened be seeking for their corpses

And for the continuation of a now lost life

I, the nemesis

Have been spawned by the dark and the silent

To direct the golden hour

To conduct the crucial part

To relish this sadistic, public execution

It all ends tonight