Cross The Styx

<br>Rise into the elder world<br>the burning purgatory<br>deadly cosmic terror<br>the lowest depths of hell<br><br>I signed the book of blood<br>by will - now that`s a fact<br>marked by the numbers<br>of predominance<br>lead me to the path of perfect celebration<br>I`ve been reborn in a world of consumption<br><br>Arisen in blasphemy<br>mutilation I need<br>consume souls eternaly<br>for my torment they will bleed<br><br>Realm of darkthrone<br>netherworld of doom<br>cruel horned spirits<br>everlasting ghouls<br><br>Flowen from the depths<br>dark horned mutations<br>million tied up souls<br>infernal slaves of manipulation<br><br>Cross the Styx<br><br>I call on thee<br>blind idiot god of chaos<br>goat with a thousand young<br>god of perfection<br><br>Cross the Styx<br><br>Pumping the agony through my veins<br>as perpetual pleasure it enters my brain<br>swallow the lunatics of god`s creation<br>their tumors create a sacrificial lust<br>grime crippled putrescent infants<br>melted and fused by demonical abcesses<br>reincarnation of perfection<br>behind the forbidden sinister gates<br><br>Souls drowned in the blood of Oblivion<br>gradded in the stream of the inflicted abcess<br>zymotic slime of substracted skin<br>into damnation tortured infinity