from
Raktapyas II - (GLORY OF DEATH),
released July 21, 2014
Hand down your life to the army of the undead
For we are your masters and you are slaves
The prophecies foretold of this impending doom
Upon human existence, relinquishing your souls
We shall devour every drop of joy from this world
Men flee from their lands
Cities laid to waste
Spilling their blood, ripping their flesh
Massacre everywhere I go
The vile pleasure of death
I receive in my mind
Unimaginable consequences lie ahead
In this barren wasteland
The world shall soon turn into my kingdom of pandaemonium
The world envisaged by my father thousands of years ago
The day of reckoning has arrived for you pathetic weaklings
Death shall serve your bloody salvation