Throne Of Chaos

Hie hence, be gone, away
Dividing clouds reveal the day
The dawn has broken from the dark
And thou must leave my lair, so hark
It was I who rode the demon wings
That pierced their joyful purity
At night my spirit lonely sings
And feasts with bloodstained prophecy
As thoughts wage war beneath my skin
They leave bleeding wounds within
Last drop of blood, the ruin of gods
Combine in the prophet's heart
So speak, be heard
Let sickness paint this earth
Behold, stand bold
Abide to witness the rebirth
As I march through this moonlit realm
I fell these torments overwhelm
For cosmic soul would now exhale
Its demons upon this earthly veil