A Beast To Praise

(альбом: We Are The Apocalypse - 2022)

In solitude I am talking to ghosts
And while the netherworld is being ripped open wide
My human flesh is still keeping me
Between these walls and I am eager to die

I am creating all these fantasies
With all those filthy claws reaching out
My dreams are dark and they are not my own
I hear the Devil call
He's crying out for blood

His crimson eye is watching from the depths of the night
I am forsaken and my sanity's abandoned me

My hands are cold, I have a strength that's beyond my fading flesh
I am becoming what I knew I would be
The beast of hate, the killers knife, the murderer of Gods

Inside my head I am feeding my thoughts
And as the darkness falls I stand strong and proud
My serpent skin is still cold and sleek
I am sublime and I am ready to die

The evil one is watching from the depths of the dark
I am alone and driven by my murder fantasies

My thoughts are vile, I have an urge to destroy my human mold
I am becoming what I always have been
A beast so great, the stabbing knife, deliverer of death
My eyes turn black, I have a drive that's too strong to comprehend
I am the fallen one that conquers the night
A beast to praise, to fear and awe, I am the king of the damned

In loneliness I am ruling the world
And now my kingdom reaches so far and wide
My flesh and bones were just keeping me
Confined and chained but I am finally dead

My hands are strong, I have the brawn to destroy my mortal cage
I am more vicious than I ever have been
A beast from Hell, a ruthless force, the bearer of the flame
My eyes are black, I have a lust that's too strong to hold against
I shall bring slaughter and erase all the light
A beast to praise, to fear and awe, the bringer of the end