Awake in the mud, one with the ground Ancient hunger, cold fire burns Silent dragging, wet death awaits Watch the grotesque opening its gates Swamp
Plague of carrion Darkest hour Seed of evil Bleed your mother No time to rise the axe The throne buried in ice No more restrained anger Rotting this
Face down Ashame and bow No more games Dead playground Almost dead In the road to the throne Trees singing To the long shadow of the cross Bleeding
Fire tongues and fever Black drum load as hell Unspeakable horror brings us the end Signs aline Comes from the sky The eternal burning eye Severed crust
coronation's on the floor Horns covered with blood Useless martyrs bear the flag Let the horses drown in the swamp The horizon it's almost here The crown's weight
See this throne surrounded by bitches The king is blind Beware with the horns of the beast Our sacrifice From the deep building the sentence A bleeding
Wake the devil Hymns of failure With forgotten names Born with a mark In the forehead No saviours no saints To take the whip away The time has come
Seven snakes At once coiling in my neck Bury my hands in the warm heart Engulfed in red The thing that cannot be dead Venom breathing beast, alive!