March Of Insurrection

A disciple of ancient rites

A time when reality

Was my only shelter

From the weak and wicked

But now

As time has changed

I sit here on my exalted throne

And king I have now become

Foremost in our march of insurrection

I am the creation and destruction

A purpose of all sacrifices

I am all what was meant to be

I spread the seed of evil

Among the lost I punish

Death I will cause

Generations are entombed in pain

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As I have my sword

Slaying, twisting

Plunging through their souls

Come fallen angels, follow me now

On through the path of insurrection