The gates of hell
Welcome you
Born of brimstone
Bathed in fire
Rise from chaos
Malicious devils pyre
Unleashed and free
Plague of fury
Eternally brainf*cked
In the pits of
Your
Odor
Morbidity is our lord
Christ f*cked the poor
CHAOS INCARNATED
CHAOS INCARNATED
Plague of fury
We rip the throat of the sacred christ
Feed him to our f*cking mice
Heaven in hell
Angels sleep
Wait for us to storm and reap
Craters in our empty skulls
We drown their prayers in rotting corpses
And feed them to our possessed horses
CHAOS INCARNATED