Drive, Fight, Die

Into my blue velvet room,
through the wooden rotten door
All is doomed reinforced, black
gospel of a mighty curse, back

Come, follow the path to cruelty

My soul will now boil with hate
My soul will now explode through fire
Forged steal will men and women taste
Hot iron, cast, enchanted words of pray
Meet me, in life or death
Such a resemblance of existence

Come, meet me in the white room
I am a lunatic,
I embraced the Moon,
it spat my face with golden slime
It shook my spleen; ripped it out

City of calmness in the sky
a huge giant wave will seize you
as it once happened before
long long long time ago

Gods will pay respects
in your dead jahvic corpse
souless god, immortal sinner
You shall die from your kindred

Your kind will taste such bloodshed
for the harm you caused in centuries
Jahvic beast, rotten soul
stinky breath of Sulfur,
copper colored skin
rotten breaking breath
red neck, wrinkles on the nose
Phosphorus-made creatures
feeding from my energy,
shades of a dimension
so weak and stupid...