I am all pain, overcome from lack of faith Welcomed by none, yet feared by all I am the over come, forced fear of a nessacary evil I am the over done, the embodiement of pain You names engraved, on the arms of aman in chains Bound by hate, set free in vein I will preace the words of a once forsaken land I will denounce and set a flame to a world inslaved I called on the riders of the hell To rise beyond your grave I call on the hearts of the damned To destroy this world in vein I am the preacher of pure hate I am the embodiment of a dismal pain I am the preacher of pure hate I am the embodiment of pure dismal pain Pure pain