Cuddled through a cold womb he was

Pitch black and without sunshine rays

Hell patiently awaiting him on blood spilled soil

A noble grief stirred heart, always ready to die

In sinister systematisation, submission is golden

As an apprentice to violence, slaughter and bloodshed

He was like an object that is being processed

A force-fed destructor ready for abomination

The vast solitude in him witnessed it all

Those self afflicting eyes

And their fear painted faces

Made out of utter discipline, failure unacceptable

Hosts to oblivion

Exploring the darkest of places

Stench of rotten flesh breathing down his neck

Every day seemed like an endless night

When would he ever wake from this void

No other voice than his own will ever tell

What was real and where he had been

What he had done

Did you bleed for the cause

Like the rest of his men

Did you capture the euphoria

How it was like to kill

Such a necromantic force behind it all

They sure did battle till the end

But when came all the glory

And who got spared to carry his body

Just pure death and too profound to be shared

Was it all a fabricated vision in his memory

To serve the wastelands of insanity

At the front

Life forever lost its innocence

Never to see the light of day again

He pondered his last few steps

Into the realms of death

With his hands bloodstained

Courage and consistency

Bravery and valor

Honor and pride

For what was it all worth

(repeat)

(Music by Shagrath/Galder/Mustis)

(Lyrics by Silenoz)

Progenies of The Great Apocalypse

The battle raged on and on

Fuelled by the venom of hatred for man

Consistently, without the eyes to see

By those who revel in sewer equally

We, the prosperity of the future seal

Cloaked by the thunders of the north wind

Born to capture the essence of

The trails of our kind

Zero tolerance must be issued forth

Behind the enemy's line

So it shall be written

And so it shall be done

(repeat 1st and 2nd verse)

Discover and conceive the secret wealth

And pass it unto your breed

Become your own congregation

Measure the sovereignty of it's invigoration

We, who not deny the animal of our nature

We, who yearn to preserve our liberation

We, who face darkness in our hearts with a solemn fire

We, who aspire to the truth and pursue it's strength

Are we not the undisputed prodigy of warfare

Fearing all the mediocrity that they possess

Should we not hunt the bastards down with our might

Reinforce and claim the throne that is rightfully ours

Consider the god we could be without the grace

Once and for all

Diminish the sub principle and leave it's toxic trace

Once and for all