Perihelion

Through thousand razorages i carried the mark

Of yet another thousand tragedies

We are the chaosdeath warriors

Spat from damnation's feverthorndreams

The glorious plague is ours !

...fed by the warslut's travesty

The mark that, in rapture and pain,

Once bejewelled the skyslave's robe

A lightshroud woven of embers and scars

Ever to burn, fever to bring...

Perihelion...

Slaughtered 'neath the horizon's whore

We..we kill the stench of heaven..we kill...!!