Spawn of the Suffering کے بول

Altars of filth shrines of sin the whoring angel standing tall With violent craving penetrate the flesh with urges untold, pierce the soul driven like a nail through your dreams where you exist, is where the pain lives Divine, covetous deviate being outrageous, lustful rise from the shroud What heaven forbid, is what I claim unshameful, godless creatures infiltrate my being Savage desires burn with strength unstoppable Take over my body My wrath is awakened, and soon to be killing hateful seed, spawn of the suffering the righteous ones witness their own torment as the scythe is wielding