Cross The Styx — Sinister

Rise into the elder world the burning purgatory deadly cosmic terror the lowest depths of hell

I signed the book of blood by will - now that's a fact marked by the numbers of predominance lead me to the path of perfect celebration I've been reborn in a world of consumption

Arisen in blasphemy mutilation I need consume souls eternaly for my torment they will bleed

Realm of darkthrone netherworld of doom cruel horned spirits everlasting ghouls

Flowen from the depths dark horned mutations million tied up souls infernal slaves of manipulation

Cross the Styx

I call on thee blind idiot god of chaos goat with a thousand young god of perfection

Cross the Styx

Pumping the agony through my veins as perpetual pleasure it enters my brain swallow the lunatics of god's creation their tumors create a sacrificial lust grime crippled putrescent infants melted and fused by demonical abcesses reincarnation of perfection behind the forbidden sinister gates

Souls drowned in the blood of Oblivion gradded in the stream of the inflicted abcess zymotic slime of substracted skin into damnation tortured infinity