Among the Servants of Cain

Entrust your progeny to the Moloch´s Flames Reject the will of your defeated lord You've come here to bleed out. While their realm´s falling. The enthroned martyr embraced the scorn. An endless thirst of blood possesses you. Deafening voices that conquer your mind. Spread the disease among thy men. Profane the sacred circle of grief. Unleash the servants heirs of Cain. I´m the name that you´ll not dare to spell. Crawl, you silent prayer. Can't you read the writings on the wall? Stoned until their death by a restless crowd. Sieged by the creeping dogmas. It's an ambush for quivering souls. A deepest downfall awaits to that filthy crown upon your cross. Ominous disgrace. A blackened tower enlightens their trails. They´ll be tortured by an agonic fate consumed by inner fires. There is no pain when the servant kneels The Shelter of liars burnt down to the ashes. over the deserts of greed they´ll be erased. Crawl, you silent prayer. Can't you read the writings on the wall? Stoned until their death by a restless crowd upon the cross. Death rattle silenced by the stunning drums The barren harvest of impure flesh Once more among the servants of Cain. Born out of Eden. The hunt started, a killing spree. If your confessions are written with blood You´ll find nothing but death.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025