Feed them to the fire.
Watch them burn.
No salvation.
Only the gospel of annihilation.
Mountains collapse into seas of ash.
Towering testaments of wrath and ruin.
His whisper of lies splits the air.
Feed them to the fire and watch and them burn.
A kingdom forged in sin.
This is the void.
The earth convulses with skies of sulfur and smoke as Eden itself begins to choke.
The hands of oblivion shatter the remaining fragments of hope.
Peel us away from grace as we seek a world less broken.
We are a waste of skin.
Gospel of annihilation.
Summon the end.
Crimson with death.
We are a waste of skin.
His work will rot.
There is nothing after this.
There is nothing, only the abyss.
Peel us away from grace as we seek a world less broken.
We are a waste of skin.
Gospel of annihilation.
Summon the end.
Crimson with death.
We are a waste of skin.
Pascat eas igni, custodiet eas ardent.
Tear down the scriptures.
Entomb them with flames as they echo through hell.
Carve the blood of the prophets into the earth.
I am the fire, crimson with death.
Stained with the entrails of a pale horse.
Carve the blood of the forsaken prophets into the earth.
His work will rot.
Feed them to me.
I am the fire.
Crimson with death.
Summoning the end.