That Cannot Die Which Eternally Is Dead

We've come again to end my friends

The winds of change shall swirl up a din

The beast is shifting shapes again

Weaponized to the teeth while we grin

The years go by in the blink of an eye of an old withered man,

Our dreams lost to the sands of bastard time what was our crime?

But to exist? We'll be sent before the devil hell we're on his list

Onto the gates of pearl we piss our tribute

Open your flesh and let the beast flow through you

Your abysmal heart

Black as pitch and dead right from the start

This century the nightworld is ours

That cannot die which eternally is dead

Two in the place of a once severed head

Hydra of bone and its swirling dance

Hypnotizing the weak in its trance

The years they fleet like the words of the meek

In the face of the storm bear witness as this hell is born

Unto this earth we are their curse we are truth

If you seek eternal life we are its living proof

The gates glided in gold our blackened entrance

Open your veins and pay the demon penance

From your abysmal heart

Black as pitch and dead right from the start

The century the nightworld is ours

Deliver us relentless deliver us the damned

The dead we're still here walking with blood upon our hands

Deliver us intention deliver us the true

The movers of this world who'll shake the very life from you

Onto the gates of pearl we piss our tribute

Open your flesh and let the beast flow through you

Your abysmal heart

Black as pitch and dead right from the start

This century the nightworld is ours.