The Purest Strain of Hate

Repressed, the darkness burns

A fallen figure left to desecrate

Exiled, absolved of the light

I am the purest strain of hate

I am the purest strain of hate

Carved skin engraved with endless sorrow

Degenerated, tortured soul

Unconsecrated, filth discarded

Despiser of all things above and below

Relentless chaos, endless suffering

Broken bodies seen as the deceased

Unholy savior, wretched conspiracies

In the tyrant's hands, slaves you shall be

Slaves you shall be

Spineless followers

Walk among the damned

Despair thrives

In their depravity

Cast out, an endless retribution claim

The lives of those who choose to create

A vile beast born of animosity

In the depths they remain, all shall be erased

All shall be erased

In the tyrant's hands, slaves you shall be

Slaves you shall be

Repressed, the darkness burns

A fallen figure left to desecrate

Exiled, absolved of the light

I am the purest strain of hate

I am the purest strain of hate