Ultra (Pandemoniac)

What madness stirs in the depths of the dark ever so near

Like forlorn beasts of prey stalking their captor

Unholy revenants manifestation of the curse that gnaws

Like shards in the folds of flesh

Sanctity begotten in damnations womb

Abominations in the presence of whom

The fertile seeds of inequity deep in the heart

Begin to germinate and take form

Eyes for teeth and teeth for eyes

Teeth that see and eyes that bite

Through the gates of the night

Wild and free the power of pandemoniac

Pandemoniac

Their trail is marked by a residue of nameless rage

And the severed hands of the thieves that sway

In winds that howl forevermore through the abyss

And rise at will up from the Netherworld