Desecrator - Ambush

Burning like a fire, boiling in your heart

A metal lightning ripping you apart

Unleash the fury from the depths of hell

Creator of heavens, farewell!

And now they’re circling the edge of disaster

Black moths engaging the flame

And your greed intercepting the cluster

Souls of the fallen locked up in chains

Baptise them in unholy waters

And herd thy sheeplings into the slaughter

All relief, smothered by grief

Hail to thee, Descrator

Crawling through the myre, break th evil oath

Shackled by tethers of black magic art

Your wicked daggers penetrate their brains And they’re becoming insane

And now they’re circling the edge of disaster

Black moths engaging the flame

And your greed intercepting the cluster

Souls of the fallen locked up in chains

Baptise them in unholy waters

And herd thy sheeplings into the slaughter

All relief, smothered by grief

Hail to thee, Desecrator of corpses