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Visions sanguine of a new world grave

Cataclysm purify

Condemned in ruinous ashes

Crack of the ancient bell

Casting perdition spells

Damned and accursed

Humanity destined for hell

I, Armageddon incarnate

I, who holds the key

Give me your huddled masses

With Death I set them free

(Tobi Zama of Sewercide)

Come forth the First Killer

Initiate me into Thy Black Light

Baptize me With Thy breath

Thus I now wear the mark of Eleven

Under the shade of perdition

Wander the path of Eleven

Release Them amongst the stars of Heaven

O Lord of Nod

Praise Thee with offering

Spread Thy Glory

End Thy Work ever so gratefully

O Saint of Harvest

Steal Their Light

Reap Their souls tonight

Burn Them high and bright

Formula of Calling is chanted

Left Hand of Glory is initiated

Harken to my spell

Behold the new Gospel

Summon the catastrophic storm

Swallow them with Thy raging Dragon

With the perdition calls

All faceless beauty shall fall

Shatter the world of clay

Haunted by the sting of Death

Away with Thy fiery breath

From the jaws of Witching Hour

Embrace the perdition spells

With the Left Hand of Power

Ring the perdition bells

Hear ye the Master's Voice

Maketh the Lord rejoice