Naraka by Encephalon Lyrics

Old blood
Cold as ice
Feasting
Consuming
Just the best flesh will suffice

A habitual battlefield is raised
Where no one knows the stakes
An endless cycle of consumption
For the liberty of snakes

Dark angels
Know your name
Tempting
Corrupting
Ending your game

Drain the blood out
Fill the hole in
Pierce the heart valve
With your toxin
I would not complain a second
If this is the end
I've waited...