Kult Ov Azazel

Fall with me, the condemned to be
The heavens bleed, a sight to see
The pleasures of pain, before this night
My dark and hateful
Entity
To see them scream
To stand the suffering
The shattering of their dreams
Hail him our majesty
Ignite the fires
Blaze the skies
Stain their souls
God is dethroned
Lies - spit unto your
Mind - of the fallen
Death - we will see who conquers who
Chaos - the wind whispers
Order - enslaved by the
Trance - you will do what your new god has told you to