Born of Blood

I am a damned offspring torn from the talons of smouldering anathema The tragedy of the ancients brought upon their own sins Back to the ashes they turn From dust we will be reborn again The lands hath collapsed, tremors speak of unparalleled ruin They whisper of a misanthropist incarnate The bell of chaos tolls once again We are born of the blood Made men by the blood Undone by the blood Our eyes are yet to open Gaze right into the heart of the Void Be a witness to a noxious paradox The false god no longer holds his grip firm on the populace of all wretched Reclaimed power connects the thread The misanthropist incarnate The bell of chaos tolls one last time We are all doomed forever All gods shall fall to the new blood We are all doomed forever Our eyes are open wide We are doomed forever Of the ancient sins we arise Let the blood flow down the heavens Fill your goblets and quench your thirst The misanthropist incarnate The bell of chaos tolls one last time We are doomed forever We are doomed forever Let the blood flow down the heavens Fill your goblets and quench your thirst The bell of chaos tolls one last time We are all doomed forever We are doomed