Of swift-winged damnation
And of divine anger
Waves of sulphurous justice
Rushing forth
Unrivaled flames arise
From the unrivaled hunger
Of the consuming sinkhole of the Gods
And this is the fire
That shall cleanse your soul
And as a cloud of dying flesh
Shall it materialize
That voice long heard
At the altar of rusty death
Floating on the quickly
Fading memory of life
The pitch-black splendour
Of the Devil's breath
And this is the darkness
That shall cause you to
Fall, into the quenchless fire
Fall, into the depths
Fall, with the rest of your sinful empire
Fall, into second death
And the chants
Of the damned shall be
Sharpened and be
Turned into spears
Blades of burnished curse
Gleam in the dark
Wounds shall be made
And be kept open for years
And the blood thereof
Shall become our sweetest psalms
And this is the poison
That shall wash you clean
And as a cloud of dying flesh
Shall it materialize
That voice long heard
At the altar of rusty death
Floating on the quickly
Fading memory of life
The pitch-black splendour
Of the Devil's breath
And this is the darkness
That shall cause you to
Fall, into the quenchless fire
Fall, into the depths
Fall, with the rest of your sinful empire
Fall, into second death
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