Decapitation First Coming by Serum 119 Lyrics

Ravens fly
Screeching night
Cold subsides
Mortal graves

Blackened veins
Blood turns thick
Dark master's voice
Speaks ancient dialect

Rise from earthen grave
Hunt the flesh
Consume young
Drink spawn’s blood

Tainted flesh
Mortal whores
Of innocence no more
Dark ones come forth

Wretched filth
Hell on earth
Demons rule land
Serpents own sea
Ancient master
Pitchfork tongue
Flaming throne
Evil son

No escape
From the wicked
Evil has
Taken reign

Death and decay
Everywhere
End times
Have begun