Hate

Son of the dawn i say to thee
The fountains of blood reach the skies
All the dead will worship thee
Hungry brains and thirsty knives
Join the trance of Everlasting Hate
The march on the forsaken path
Let the flame grow higher
Up to the garden of heaven's delight
The evangelistic pain
The evangelistic pain
So where is your god of disbelief?
The fire that burns through the night
Nations drowning in my tears
My thought has cracked their minds
Our way's so illusive it's so hard to trace
The end is failing, no need to remain