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I am the scorn, the curse unchained

In the blood of the righteous my hands are stained

Your prayers are weak, your wings are lame

This is your desecration

Walk the void where heaven stood

The sky is crimson with sacred blood

In names of chaos I call the flood

This is your desecration

In lower heaven

The angels fall

Crowned in filth

I reign above all

I tear the veil

Of your holy disguise

Throne of absence

Where your God died

I tear the veil

Of your holy disguise

Throne of absence

Where your God died

This is your desecration

This is your desecration

This is your descration

I am the scorn, the venomous blade

Destroyer of light, torment won't fade

You sing of salvation and beg for grace

But I end you as I carve your face

As I carve your face

As I carve your face

I cast them down

In infernal breath

Purity consumed

In furnace of death

From the shadows

I rise in cold disdain

False light, blasphemy

In heaven's chain

In the storm

I hear the angels weep

Their hollow cries

Beneath my feet

This is your desecration

It's your desecration

It's your desecration

This is your desecration

It's your desecration

It's your desecration