Burn!
Burn!
Burn, ye all shall burn tonight
The reaper's out
Come taste the scythe
Burn, ye all shall burn tonight
I triumph, conqueror of light
Violent fantasy
I rise and breed malignity
The fall of the earth is all I seek
Destruction of all men
To set the banners of suffering
Upon the throne of their gods
Violent fantasy
Creations of impurity
Violent fantasy
I rise and breed malignity
Come taste the sin
Of a darker god
Hate breeding hate breeding hate
Sick display of abominations
Hate breeding hate breeding hate
In the streets of utopia
March to the sound
Of the beating drum
Swaying the scythe
Like a pendulum
Reaping the harvest
Of human scum
This world shall be left
In darkness
Violent fantasy
I rise and breed malignity
And then the world
Fell before my feet
All men were cursed
And darkness fell upon them
A new power is rising, the old gods
Had failed their believers
Their shriveled minds were laid
Bare to my cold hands
And with cruelty
I shall rule them all
Until the end of days
I speak the words
Of the charlatan
My voice is deceit and malice
I reside on the throne of lies
It is my blood you drink
From the chalice
Violent fantasy
I rise and breed malignity
I shall take you down
Down deep in the dark
You're the scorn of the earth
The deceivers
Fallen creations
Of the human gods
Bastard nations
Obey all my words
Fallen to serve under me
Burn, ye all shall burn tonight
The reaper's out
Come taste the scythe
Burn, ye all shall burn tonight
I triumph, conqueror of light
Violent fantasy
Creations of impurity
Violent fantasy
I rise and breed malignity