Running Out Of Earthly Wealth

Hell, splitting open at its seams spews utmost evil

aground

Villages burned now lie in the wake of the crown

What once was a faithful chapel practice a new darkened

faith

Demonic armies begin judging the whole of mortal

mistake

The blood of all human man dath begin to flow

Down the immensely deepened crevasse to the ninth gate

we shall go

This retch, the unholy one motions to his sacred throne

Our earth he takes to crudely fashion into rightful

vile home

Through towns he walks evoking his demonic thoughts

Spreading sin and prophesizing fate

Roaming Elysian Fields eternally

Lurking deep beneath the feeble minds of all mortal men

Pulling the feet of masses lining the streets and there

seems to be no end

As the moon begins to wane and the night attempts to

speak

The rise of the evil father brings out the beast in me

Possession to him we are; reciting his blackened creed

Our hearts lay in his war torn palms; rising to our

calloused feet

Down the immense crevasse to the ninth gate we’ll go

Eternal fire from the sky bringing humans to their

brink

Malodorous muck engulfs the damned as they regretfully

shriek

As the moon begins to wane and the night attempts to

speak

The rise of the evil father brings out the beast in me

Possession to him we are; reciting blackened creed

Our hearts lay in his war torn palms; rising to our

calloused feet