Begotten Son / Evil Dreams
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You have fallen now From the hand of God Come to my embrace Triumph of the Ram I will build this temple made from Rams horns A tribute to our darkened lord Come on in - We welcome you Light the candles - For the dead Burning evil - Scent of death Sense of power 13 years I built a structure made from rams horns Although the Christian faith tells me to be warned I watched it grow I made it bleed I never turned my back I saw the horn of the ram and I made it black
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
Cauldron black Feed the demons flame Serpent rise Black devil shame Cooked skin Evil zombie brew Eyes and bone Create the human stew If the Dead Could Speak Their skin Burns to the touch Sick puke Horrid rancid lust Mind dead Craving for smut Soul gone Dragging their guts If the Dead Could Speak Graves crypts No religion here Rotting dead This is what I fear Corpse rise Against the living few To make A human zombie stew - Black is my heart The battle is near Fight for the sound Its metal we hear Dark is the night We live the fight Blasphemy and agony metal floods my veins A symphony of sickness metal is the way Devil Metal You say you'll help me cause I 'm fucking wild I say that I am fine I am the Devils Child Devil Metal
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
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