In the Plagued Realm - Kult ov Azazel

Arise…

This force is pulling me

Of what should and will not be

In this world

The hate will fill

The truth above

To what is real

Abandon me

Embrace me

Destruction

And laughter

I will see entrancement in your eyes

For with thy might comes forth to dominate this world

Envision

The Wisdom

This cursed soul

Yearns for the end

Shadows take the dark form in your eyes

There must be, and shall be blood on the plagued

No, It can’t be

The spirit world of forgotten wars

March through the burning flames of cries

In this ecstasy of pain (the horned one prevails)

Called life

Black Death

Dominate

Chaos

Forgotten Realm

Why, me

The black force of illusions are pulling and scratching me

I stand bleeding

In the veins of our mother scorched