Worm Shepherd, Lucca Schmerler, Zxyvixs — Blood Kingdom

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Cast into the fire, encircled by fog
The flames’ tongues slither across my skin
Punishment for the atrocities I birthed
And the pestilence I forced into lungs
The sickening grin returns as I bathe in infernal heat
My venomous deeds on Earth collected and molded into a monument of fear
Tears at the thought of me
Shrill bellowing at the sight of me
I still stalk from below

Shield your eyes, for your savior returns at sunrise
Watch as he descends, lifeless, constricted by the eternal noose slowly descending
As he draws closer to the soil, feast your eyes upon his empty sockets
Watch as he descends, lifeless, constricted by the eternal noose slowly descending
As he draws closer to the soil, feast your eyes upon his empty sockets
Stare into the vortex of defeat
His second coming, an event to tear hope from the droned hearts of the masses
The druids and servants drag out the boiling pot of water, dropping the carcass in
His children stare as his once impeccable skin seethes and evaporates

My warning proves true, their hope is buried
Licking my lips at the horrors above
Witness to horrors that surround before being gripped with incessant suffering
Ever lost in anguish
Scream and the sound echoes across the dreadful plain
I warm by the flames from whence the cries entered
Man
Race of ruin, race of Odium

We have reclaimed existence, Lucifer give us sight
I am the unholy, I am Spite
Son of truth, son of perdition

Stare into the void of my eyes
I recite my anathemas to grip your throats, squeezing out words you used against the dark
Asphyxiated by the rope of reprisal

Kneel down to the saviour of the fallen race as he reigns with his wings wide open
We have reclaimed existence, Lucifer give us sight

We have reclaimed existence, Lucifer give us sight
I am the unholy, I am Spite
Son of truth, son of perdition
Stare into the void of my eyes
I recite my anathemas to grip your throats

Ever lost in anguish
Scream and the sound echoes across the dreadful plain
I warm by the flames from whence the cries entered
Race of Ruin, race of Odium

The death of purity breathes life into eternal waste
As they’ve seen I’ve condemned thy blood hopeless landscape
Fiend’s sights are combined, blood that spills from your mouth
Loathe yourself, deathless shame rains agony over your putrid silhouette