歌词
Pretenders
To The Throne
Of I Confined
And Diseased
In A Life
So Habitual
Epitome Of
My Creation
Weak Attempts
In A World
You Could
Never Grasp
I Demand The
Blood Drained
From The Bodies
Of The Ones
Who Deceived
Me I Demand
The Flesh
Stripped Off
The Bones
And Burned
Of Its Sanctity
I Demand The
Soul Cast
Into Fires
Of An Everlasting
Hell I Demand
The Memory
Erased From
My Mind And
Never To Return
Chaos In The
Form Of Order
Sygian Visions
With The Ability
To Crush Heresy
Denies The
Threshold
Lost Are The
Ones Who Fall
Short Of My
Ordinance
Sinful In
The Ways So
Ageless Born
To The Shrine
Of Unearthly
Creation Prophecy
Of The Shadow
Impaled On
The Bones
Of The Failed
And Forgotten
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