Lord Of The Funeral Pyre - Angelcorpse

In the mouth of the wolf

I crush their execrations

Sweating out the poison

My skin crawls black with hate

Fall to fire

My vengeance burns across the sky

The scent of war and women

Black sullen thunder flames

Revenge

The taste is sweet

Their salted tears

The acrid smoke

The smell of burning death

Revenge

My joyous feast

I purge their souls

I stoke the flames

Inhale the burning death

Statuesque and impure

A cenotaph of treason

Avenge my fallen breath

A blood red crown my wrath

My throne eclipses the heavens

And storms above the stars

Iron judgement handed down

On wings of lightning death

Revenge

The taste is sweet

Their salted tears

The acrid smoke

The smell of burning death

Revenge

My joyous feast

I purge their souls

I stoke the flames

Inhale the burning death

Holocaust

Vengeance war

Skin crawls black with hate

Disaster

Angelcorpse

On wings of lightning death

Lord of the funeral pyre

Lord of my hate…