Resurrect from crypts of death, a demon from the past Unsound and malignant, feeding from the fear of our last breath
Violence Uncontrolled The quarrel Is for your soul
These are times that defines Times when evil is alive Times of infernal rise
There are serpent eggs and a jackal smiles as the demon spreads his wings He’ll strike in a name of a crime that will never been seen
All against all – malevolence has no command Power faces power – all sides are lost Merciless, no life in in their face The hidden face of death The hidden face of death
