In The Plagued Realm — Kult Ov Azazel

Arise... This force is pulling me Of what should and will not be

In this world The hate will fill The truth above To what is real

Abandon me Embrace me Destruction And laughter

I will see entrancement in your eyes For with thy might comes forth to dominate this world

Envision The Wisdom This cursed soul Yearns for the end

Shadows take the dark form in your eyes There must be, and shall be blood on the plagued

No, It can't be The spirit world of forgotten wars March through the burning flames of cries In this ecstasy of pain (the horned one prevails) Called life

Black Death Dominate Chaos Forgotten Realm

Why, me The black force of illusions are pulling and scratching me

I stand bleeding In the veins of our mother scorched