Perdition Temple In the Name of Newborn Tyrant lyrics
In the Name of Newborn Tyrant
Perdition Temple
GENRE Furious hunt of human kind
The age of a new tyrant rises
Sea of blood to wash away the slime
Crush the ones that flee from battle
Whats been done the end proclaims
Scortch the worms to non existence
A vicous wind to bring renewal
Come forth the ones that stand tall
Come forth giants of wrath and war
Judges of a new era, fathers of a newborn god
Unleash this hybrid and charge
Relentless fire to forge whats raw
A shield covered with the blood of their god
A spear to penetrate the traitors
And a demigod to sacrifice his nature
In the name of this burden, he comes forth
Pleasure sets in as he drops his torch
And traitors burn and traitors die
In the name of a newborn tyrant
Wrath exposed, decapitate
The ones that bear inhuman pride
A thousand victims crucified
To pleasure the infant of disgrace
Mankind drowning in blood
Serenity a rare gift to the fallen
Praising the one who gave you life
A bastard breed to reign and burn
The one who spawned weakness
Will fail to guide your sons to war
Rise up and retrieve the storm
Bow before me, for I am war
I will wash away the weak
A bleeding banner that never falls
The age of a new tyrant rises
Sea of blood to wash away the slime
Crush the ones that flee from battle
Whats been done the end proclaims
Scortch the worms to non existence
A vicous wind to bring renewal
Come forth the ones that stand tall
Come forth giants of wrath and war
Judges of a new era, fathers of a newborn god
Unleash this hybrid and charge
Relentless fire to forge whats raw
A shield covered with the blood of their god
A spear to penetrate the traitors
And a demigod to sacrifice his nature
In the name of this burden, he comes forth
Pleasure sets in as he drops his torch
And traitors burn and traitors die
In the name of a newborn tyrant
Wrath exposed, decapitate
The ones that bear inhuman pride
A thousand victims crucified
To pleasure the infant of disgrace
Mankind drowning in blood
Serenity a rare gift to the fallen
Praising the one who gave you life
A bastard breed to reign and burn
The one who spawned weakness
Will fail to guide your sons to war
Rise up and retrieve the storm
Bow before me, for I am war
I will wash away the weak
A bleeding banner that never falls
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