Kings Of The Nightworld

Enshrouded in ebony mystery

Blacker than the darkest pitch

A bond of blood to death and drek

Seeking to defile everything which bears his name



In hate we will destroy you all the same

Suckling each vein



We shall corrupt and dismantle

Waging a war without end

Until the head of the one fettered Christ

Doth sate our lust for revenge



We are the kings of the nightworld

Those looming unseen in the gloomy betweens

We are the bringers of darkness

Our blades cut the throats of the weak as they sleep



Haunted by our disposition

Disgusted by their foul belief

A brotherhood in violence

To microscopic dust we'll grind the bones of their deceit



Behold this rite of mutilation

Rack stretches limbs beyond reprieve

The rope it bores into their flesh

To test the meddle, subhuman his skeletal integrity



Just try our blackened hand and you will see

So painfully



We are the seekers of vengeance

Turning plowshares into swords

Dreaming of days beneath the godless sun

Free of their crestfallen lord



We are the kings of the nightworld

Those looming unseen in the gloomy betweens

We are the bringers of darkness

Our blades cut the throats of the weak as they sleep



Unfurl a wrath upon his planet here

One truer than the straightest blade

Death to all and all to death

Until the bitter end it comes

We'll soldier to our destiny



When the moon is shown

We'll live again, vampirically

Like weeds we will grow

From cracks and crevices to creep



We are the kings of the nightworld

Those looming unseen in the gloomy betweens

We are the bringers of darkness

Our blades cut the throats of the weak as they sleep



Black are the hearts of our willful

To ribbons the flesh of who'd stand in our way

Black is our maelstrom of chaos

The pride of Sathanas is burning in me

It burns in me



Queen of the restless dead spews forth

Screaming as we're both eaten alive!



Spider sacks erupt

A million tiny princes

Pouring from her hollowed hull

Hungry for flesh



Cobwebbed mistress of ancient horror

The torch escaping my frozen grasp

Our end approaches carnivorous feasting

We'll feed her offspring, consumed before each other's eyes



The rancid fruitage of her ancient, yellowed bones

Had we only learned to leave well enough alone



The halls of these catacombs our wretched grave

Where we'll stalk the dark as undead slaves

A sentence eternally to bloodlessly rot

In this skull lined tomb that time's forgot



Chained in this afterlife, we're to remain

Serving unto this curse of everlasting arachnid disdain

A hecatomb by the candle's golden flame

Never must you utter her name



Hallucination paralyzation

Utter and complete annihilation