Follow me to our land of such atrocities
Where pain and torment lie within our dark conformities
If it were up to me, I'd leave you begging here on earth
But my god, he reigns high in a miserable world
Come forth and offer me your hand
There is no place left here for you
He was born of the sins of man
He was born of the flames of the cross
Your lungs bleed as you try to breathe
Violence breeds
Organs in your body melt
In this world of torment
You are banished for your sins on man
Suffering
Lies here in the dark lords hands
Every breath you take resembles blades inside your stomach
This heinous act of torture
Will leave you begging for salvation
Dragged straight down
Through the mouth of the portal
Not meant to be seen by any living mortal
Approached by the beast
Lord of the deceased
Spilling your blood
He will feast
The smell of rotting flesh
The embodiment of evil
The gargling of your blood
This is his mighty upheaval
He leaves you on your knees
Where you will remain
