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The Underworld Worshippers



Riding the storms with death’s desire

Our people fight against your existence ideology

Are we destined to simulate our enemies?

Search for a new begin

or try to make the same things from the past



Are you searching for what ?

A god? Some gods? A dogma? A fate in a voyeur creature?

Our best defense is the attack, why not?

We’re offenders, a negative discharge of insults



Our fates are NOTHING and Nothing lead us

Hate commands our minds and we spit on the false ones

Our existence is an example of Lex Tallionis

An explosive mutation of fury and inconformity



Our beasts are not created in hell

Because they are materialized through us

In an inhuman human form!

Culminate on blasphemy monolith!!