Ritual Carnage

Demon, Demon to some angel to none, unholy
Blaspheme, the feeble cross with no remorse. the weakened
Coming, right into your face their is no one faster
Fighting, kickn ass, we wont be last, the masters
Hail from the land, of the rising sun, far east aggressors
Cast down from heaven, we reign in hell, the harden warriors of steel
We are the servants, sworn to the black, we walk the path of the left
The hordes of chaos will steal your last breath, their is no escape
The storm raging, raging in our minds, rages forever
Never, we will never fail, we wont surrender
Thunder, from the skies you cant deny the power
Prowln, in the night its our witching hour
Metal, feel the firestorm its our desire
Burning, feeding on our hearts it fuels the fire
Chosen, from the east, forbidden beasts of chaos
Poser, we will crush its our evil lust for violence
[ Far East Aggressors Lyrics ]