The Majesty Of Death

The way a prophet promised
In words of flame and dust
His might shall rise in Darkness
In Darkness thou shalt die!
He seeks no Home no Weakness
Damnation is his Word
His breath that brings destruction
All that lives shall fall!

Thousands shall drown at first second
Of his darkest Tide arise
Those who're left shall pray
No frail Prayer will be heard
Thou shalt be the Sacrifices
To the ancient God that comes
And our horde will purge this land
For the majesty of Death!

I'm the Master and the Slave
I dwell in dreams of Realm
Though I exist in human shell
Do not be fooled oh worms of flesh
One day he'll tell my time has come
On day he'll use my deadly might
Pain a seathe and Blood I thirst
The Day he'll come I know I'll feast.