Not dead enough

Unwelcomed offspring
A horde of misanthropes
Onward into battle
Our legions marching forth

Detestable, vile creatures
Gather the stillborn ones
To strive upon their ashes
Thy kingdom gone

Sons of the blackest light
From the grave we shall sise

Desecrate the altars
Of their lord of lies
No word was heard from heavens
As we hanged their leaders high

To feast upon their flesh and bone
A circleís draw with blood
The ritual has began
Take our sacrifice

Sworn to the black
Where nothingness is born
Spiral into madness
Fundamental void

Our fevered servants
They walk the barren earth
We are not dead enough

This is the aftermath
Lands barren, wasted, gone
The filth of desolation
Upon your saviorís rotting corpse

Angels turn to suicide
A painless way to exit
An eternity of blight

Sworn to the black
Where nothingness is born
Spiral into madness
Fundamental void

Our fevered servants
They walk the barren earth
We are not dead enough

The cataclysm
It was prophesized
The ancient scriptures
Foresaw the darkest night
Where chaos reigns
Eternally
Death is but a small step
In the ways of heresy

Abandoned by light
Rejected from this mortal life
You canít kill what was never alive
You can't kill what was never alive