Staring at the horizon
Oceans full of death
Blackened skies
Above the reign of fire
Epic events
Unfolding before
My twisted eye

Morbid rituals
Mass scale

A sphere
Covered in ash

Forever free
In our hell recreated
A life in blasphemy
Brings people rejoice
As this fictional hell
Brings them freedom of choice

Belial liberator from gods

Twisted rule


Source of light

Praise thee

Demons run free
Ancient pagan gods
Roaming mercilessly

Humans dying, babys crying
We are smiling

Occult academy, inhuman anatomy
We find it catchy

Mutilated masses, decapitated classes
We are happy being asses

Man created good and evil
In the garden of eden
Even those are destroyed
In our hell recreated
As darkness consumes light
Flames licking the stark landscape

Gone is the ethic
As its found to be pathethic
We chose this pain over being
Ruled by a tyrant

Finally, free
This is the place to be

Storms of ashes
Corpses in masses

We are happy in the hell we created!

Lyrics submitted by DeathIsMyName

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