Cross The Styx

Rise into the elder world the burning purgatory deadly cosmic terror the lowest dephts of hell

I signed the book of blood by will - now that's a fact marked by the numbers of predominance lead me to the path of perfect celebration

I've been reborn in a world of consumption

Arisen in blasphemy mutilation

I need consume souls eternally for my torment they will bleed

Realm of darkthrone netherworld of doom cruel horned spirits everlasting ghouls

Flowen from the dephts dark horned mutations million tied up souls infernal slaves of manipulation

Cross the

Styx I call on thee blind idiot god of chaos goat with a thousand young god of perfection

Cross the

Styx Pumping the agony through my veins as perpetual pleasure it enters my brain swallow the lunatics of god's creation their tumors create a sacrificial lust grime crippled putrescent infants melted and fused by demonical abcesses reincarnation of perfection behind the forbidden sinister gates

Souls drowned in the blood of

Oblivion dragged in the stream of the inflicted access zymotic slime of substracted skin into damnation tortured infinity [lead : Ron] [lead : Andrˆ]

Cross the

Styx