Parade of Blades (feat. Disengagement)

Our dying world in devourment

Inhabitants, plagiarists

Excruciation toil sacrilege

Open weak eyes to darkness reign

I found my peace in this world of hell

Resort to pain, destroy all

No hesitation when violence calls

Forged in fires of the underworld

Blunt the mind, sharpen the sword

A painful end awaits for those that you've betrayed

There is no light, no way to win, no air inside this grave

And with your gasping breath mutter hollow prayers

As I unsheathe

My B-L-A-D-E

Our dying world in devourment

Sure sights of christ won't be missed

Creating battles where none exist

But the only hell you'll deal is when you learn to fear

The Blade.