Kali Yuga Crown - Advent Sorrow

Brighter than the final funeral flames

It is bitter cold and black is the night

Brighter than the final funeral flames

It is steeped in creeping light and is bitter cold

The bullet crown for severed heads

Fitted for this age of suffering

Placed on the tyrant king instead

Whom leads us screaming

Endless animal holocaust

To fill disgusting mouths

Too weak to stand against

But we convince ourselves are men

The Kali Yuga Crown

Upon my shoulders

In greed we drown

The Kali Yuga Crown