Epitaph

Voices of desolation
From gods of despair
Upon the bridge of vastness being enthroned
And worshiped in flames

Tighten down by the arms
Convicted to an end
Rotten sculptures of the undead
Sucking souls to rise again

Legions of this narrow minded world
Face your creator!

Burning in flesh
Rotting in blame
Letting your spirit free against all odds

Those who stand against my kingdom
Walk forth or burn in hell
My vengeance has crushed upon the earth

Those who stand against my will
My vengeance will crush upon you
Punishing the untamed and reversing your fate

Here I wait upon my throne
Seeking for the ceaseless fire
Fire!‎