I await the beastly sun
Further down the shore, washed up in scum
On a bed of corrosion where the shadows engulf you
Life demanding pestilence and tyrant antics
Days and nights pass in desolation.....

Juxtaposed creatures of the night
Acid nation beneath fullmoon blight
Appearing before our eyes, a scarred city in ruins
Glowing the sky with six horns, the devil incarnate
And reminding the weak that their turn hath shown