The Creation of Sin 歌词

Reborn in blasphemy The bright light, brought him pain The same blaze glowed at the end of his reign New life, birth again The overlooked horror of the world's sin Cast out, endless fall Erased of all knowledge when he was strong Regurgitate, breath in Recovery stopped as he was brought back in In the past, before the saints There lived a soul Who had the power to rejuvenate The dead, a rotten corpse He gave them life And the gates to the necropolis were forged Gracious, Animosity Bestowed upon these souls Blasphemy etched into their minds The power, Immortality He carried it within his heart With all the knowledge that he could find Impossible for life to end These acts of death upon his mind All the ones that god would send Were brought to death within no time Gazing at the earth upon his throne The lord of all the darkified He laughed at their holy swarm And rejoiced at their every cry Belial with his hordes Swarming the spawn of his dead The rising of this lord Gripping the kingdom of the holy This flood of overwhelming horror Writhing, limping bodies of angels Laughing, this glorious being Crying, the angels scream Archangel, Supreme Assembles the holy dead From a battle that will bring The decline, darkened lord Descends closed to his grave And the gates to the necropolis Were torn Out from their rotted shells Belials hordes now decline The archangel will now abort The darkified's evil rise The undead lie upon the ground The throne now drips with blood The slayed master rots dead now And so ends this evil flood Condemn his rotted soul The holy now take conirol So it begins again The creation of sin