Sky Inferno - Goatwhore

Lord of scald Steo forth for the nature of ruin Captivating

the heavens with a scorn of burns from this rotting

sun Dissecting the heavens for oblivion This frost

of endless punishment Tha path I walk is paved with

the ashes of corpses Beneath my feet are souls of thousands

Crushed by one stroke of the hand of death To watch

the Earth die within forgotten shadows Smear my face

with the ash of dying Infernal region,

World beyond the grave Destroying the disease that

infests the Earth Hail storm of blistering stones And

I hear the serpent’s whisper To leave the heavens in

flames Upon black stallions We trample your crown of

thorns With furious fires of vengeance Your throne

has ling since crumbled And the flames of the new lords

rise Within the shadows of Satan And the angels shall

be my whores Shrouded beneath blackened veils Arise

in flames Credence in filth Uplifting a sensation of

unconcern to set ablaze the northern divine Atheist

on the forefront of conception Parche d theory to preserve

the death of felicity Warmth of arctic apathy fills

the glutton fat Absorb this seething expiration Melting

with the obvious defeat of the city of God Ignite divination

as it dies from this Welkin attainment The enflamed

doorway to an unconverted malefactor… eviscerate