Ascendency of Astral Chaos - Hegemon

Reclaim the universe

Dark lands of cosmic birth

Unveiling the shroud on that deep curse

Unbearable truth that we might search

All fear to tread

Revealed to the universe

Lying in wait for hate to burst

Starting the flame of his eternal pulse

The purifying fire that will quench our thirst

Anger and rage, thirst for extinction

Violence, despair and the spreading of blood

Thinking darkness are in our hands

But He shall rise, and lives again

Oh yes, He lives again

We don’t even praise

This Lord of Chaos, we are unsane

Nothing gained, nothing lost

We just crawl as we have been taught

Our world is lost

This fucking world is lost

Praise for Thee

God buried underneath

Praise for Thee

To whom we give our souls

«Praise for me

You filthy dirty slaves

Praise for me

Summon me from my depths»