It comes in waves The urges pull me, Masking the disease I've been swayed, Possessing, unnerving What's become of me? Possessing, unnerving me What's becoming? Legions of dead prophecies curse the weak The grove of deceit, Perilous wings overshadow your perception of time Father, My soul torn from flesh, Apollyon, bring forth rebirth I am the scratch on your back, The snarl in your sleep, The anchor of sin The salient of your desire Impede me and you will writhe in my name Breathe in the anxiety, feast upon thee Your soulless corpse My chalice to the mortal plane Heathen Squirm in your coma Heathen Understand that I, the leech I wish to sway you, Command you I wish to become of you, No restraint to my wish I will pick what I want from your hands Leaving you at my knees, slain by my treachery Possession of the wretched, A command amongst the senseless Masking the venom I, beast, rape you of your senses Vile didactic, traumatizing your psyche I revel in shadows my presence latched to your feeble mind Grasping a hold of your body, you shall become mine Accept my calling, mortal - fear the wings of the fly. Beelzebub, Crawl into my skin Beelzebub, Make me your host again Hark my calling, hark my calling Beelzebub, Make me your host again

Prepare the sacred hoard - annihilate the host’s mental stasis Revel in the shadows where the fire remains Aversion shall become and erase all dignity Nothing shall survive the onslaught Remove the psyche Detest thine lordly creator Never forget the words I spoke in your ear when you wished for success My bastard child, come into my embrace, allow me to create comfort in this unsteady place Never forget the words I spoke in your ear when you wished for success Metaphysically bent by the will of wrath I am the beast serving from within your darkest dreams I am agony, deception of calamity Lifting the veil of connection, a soul bound to my conviction Commanding the end of times, flesh forever decays in my stride Prepare the sacred hoard, annihilation of the host, due to his deterring mental stasis Revel in the shadows where the fire remains Aversion shall become and erase all dignity Nothing shall survive the onslaught Eradicate them all Choke the slut until her voice begins to gasp Let hatred empower you as her hands grasp for one final breath Laughter erupts as you descend into madness Now comes the child, understand what shall be Enucleated, left pulverized by phallic molestation A throng of myiasis protrude from the Hollow Sockets you’ve fucked out now RISE

To awake in a state of disarray Bestowed for defilement, this is what I have became Fallen from sentience, only to worship the now bloodied flesh Decomposing carcass, the flesh that gives way to birth With maggots spewing from within, we now hold the rites to our own destiny We have been gifted a release from the innards of Hell, Crawling from dying morsel and to grow to an even greater form For this is only the beginning, my dearest host, Furtherance, onwards to the annihilation of the sacrament [Rheese Peters]: Do you see the reflection of holy flames peering from the gates? With severance, the morbid ritual has been complete A corpse bearing the undying horde Look upon this as if Christ has compelled you [Both]: Look into the eyes of your creator one final time before I take your pathetic lives God is dead [Greg]: God is dead by the end of this fortnight A catalyst buried underneath his nose, composed by a loyal host In the name of the Father and Holy Spirit I speak, [Rheese]: God is dead by the end of this fortnight God is dead by the end of this fortnight Buried underneath the salvation of lies, he was destined to die The Creator of his own end had scriptures written of his loss of life Our father of treacherous lies The one that is truly void of light He was never alive [Greg]: A Fate he forged within the desolations of Hell A tortuous eternity in which he must dwell This father of solipsism This father of certain demise We are legion Furtherance, hark the sound of annihilation With grand complacency We have found our passage to reality "With undying life, they have been given an opportunity to seize all control and cast infinite blackness over man. This is the end of time, and they will forever chant..." [Both]: A fervent presence once masked is now unveiled The darkness all consuming An end to divinity, for we are many A fervent presence once masked is now unveiled The darkness all consuming An end to divinity, for we are legion

Bourne of Flies, behold the forthcoming With the sabbath complete, thine child of waste Release the horde from your wake Rise from the crucifix, With the will of wrath you shall suffer the path of the abyssal black A fresh soul sentenced to death, condemned to wander the Infernos of the Damned Infantile innocence stolen from the mind Devoured by the abhorrence calling from within You are the talisman A bastard father underneath the wings, a soul sold for a passage to the Earth The legion's flock into the heart of God Pouring horror with its every wake A chassis to bear the weight of a thousand Forming from within the myiasis Host, do you understand your purpose? With your flesh given embodiment, there is passage to reality It's with this we shall soil all that is holy For you are the embodiment of rot and decay "Bourne of Flies, behold the forthcoming..." Born anew is the gateway awaited for millennia The shackles lifted grants the fall of Anno Domini Die for their sacred being Life given to the legionary Burn for their archetype Life given to the legionary The throne shall sit on top of bones and decay There will be no place left for disease like you Understand you are nothing different host Merely a pawn underneath my wing A stairwell of corpses shall stack to the gate for what you procreate It is then, your bodies will suffocate in the sulfur Relapsed to a drone of demonic intent Nothing but Rot & Decay Morsel for the throne An everlasting stain Rot & Decay

Destined for death A being never suspected by man Inclined to believe in a single power, each of malevolent grandeur Now, peer into the eyes of the devil Mesmerized, do you see the flame's reside? Legions flock out of the corpse, The daemons burst forth Armed at the flesh by nail and thorn Aeons of primordial desire, Now awakened by an offering of fire This shall be the end No mortal could predetermine this inevitable extinction Added fodder to the pile, Deemed for me to feast Filthy and sub-servant, worth less than the dirt beneath your feet Given understanding Damn the souls to burn in the chambers of Hell, While the integument provides for the stairwell All shall be deceived, Received by the hands of suffering All shall be deceived, Received by the hands of suffering The true king will soon crush Him underneath His wrath The grace of your lord is not found in death Now fall to your knees Scream - it will not save you Forsaken, mistaken Devoured by the blackening of the sun Kill A being never suspected by man Inclined to believe in a single power, each of malevolent grandeur Now, peer into the eyes of the devil Mesmerized, do you see the flame's reside? Released upon the world The massacre inaugurates Torn at the flesh by tooth and nail, Corpses pile, they accumulate Denounced as mortar for the ultimate structure This shall be the end No mortal could predetermine this inevitable extinction Forsaken, mistaken Hark his demand [Dan Watson]: I've been waiting for this day in darkness Wondering what I will say to the one who has forsaken me, the one who has cast me astray You favor a failed creation Only fear brings them back to contrition Forgiving them for the sins they commit by damning me to a bottomless pit Mercy I will show you the mercy that you showed me None Murder the father and black out the sun Black Star - silencing the reign of mortal life Engulfing the Earth’s surface in fire and blood A Stairwell breaching the veil of Heaven

The perpetual fire shimmers before all that lives and dies Legions of fallen angels gather unparalleled, stalking in the dusk of light As death strikes into those who defend ignorance and deceit Bestowed is the fate of hypocrisy; Crushed underneath me A cry in the dark before perishing to the mark of blackened beasts, salivating as they claw and rape The lord of flies exhaling pestilence with every breath Transient passageways open releasing Hell’s wake - a realm sentenced to the fires of hate Now tear at the wings of our enemies and cast them down into the flames Die for the sins you create The ouroboros encompassing A kingdom fallen to the darkness forged within All servants and angels are torn to shreds With beast-like carnage terror fills their hearts Bow to your fucking king Slaughter those in our way Leave no saint unscathed Their numbers dwindling Cast into the flames [Tom Barber]: And now you see now I’m far from myth And now you feel the fear - I am the obelisk Forged from the fire - the hatred of man All enveloped in the shadow I bring death to this land Breathe deep for only ashes will cleanse your lungs Mouths wide open - bring forth razors to the tongue Acid winds will pull the flesh from the bone (I claw at the eyes of the sun, blackening out the reign of man. Releasing my ancient hate upon this realm. Burdened by waste and pain, I am baptized in the blood of mortality.) As above / so below The final hour approaches with the dying of the light As within / so without Humanity becomes enslaved - bound to an ancient hate Collapsing from the loss of blood, The voices of hatred howl in forsaken tongues Destined as the oracles of annihilation Damned to remain helpless, consumed are the worthless Into the palace, The pelts of innocent souls are flayed Striped and maimed, unworthy of peace as the eyes are hollowed and ate There will be no bargains - there will be only darkness as the Great devourer consumes the will of your fucking souls A righteous genocide Bring me the coward alive Given the death of life, Bring me the father of Christ Enslaved for an eternity, shrouded by the fray of war Peer within my soulless eyes Droned by flies, exonerated to a veil of voiceless prison Into the depths of Sheol, never to return Sentenced to a grave of undying misery Held above all is the head of God Use your eyes and see, servants of the sky, that not all that you believe is what truly appears to be Decapitated for the masses to see, Bow in obedience to your true king I, Beelzebub, cast your lifeless corpse into the void whilst I hold my trophy above mankind Decapitated for the masses to see, I am the one who stands above you as you mourn your fallen king I, Lord of Flies, bestow my reign above the Earth and in the Skies