Lyrics Whitechapel

Whitechapel

Daemon The ProCreated

As the light is extinguished,

Grounds crumble with an endless rising fiend.

With eternal suffering now infesting,

A rising abyss shadows what was once alive.

Hell has ascended to the earth by mortal hands.

Daemon, hear my beckoning

Daemon, rise and devour thy cosmos

Daemon, I call thy name

Daemon, Daemon, Daemon.

Bring forth your fury upon this wretched world

Make them exalt you and build your horde

Cast down all who oppose you

With his thousand eyes watching his eternal reign

He sounds the songs of the end to foretell his deed

This is my prophecy

And the populace will rise and fall

It won't be rectified

Rue the day that you hear his name

This is the end of all life

This is the end of the world.