Interpret:

Morbid Angel

Album:

Heretic

[Music - Azagthoth/Lyrics - Tucker] 


Foulest ... Beneath the Churning tide 
Feeding... Upon this waste of light, 
This sore of mass consumption 
Lies within this, treachorist, 
This Undevine, conceived of hate by 
Whores and slaves, in dying pain 


From within this seething comes 
The empty threat of the besieged 
I shall never fall 
I am Vengeance!! 


Release these strikes of penance 
Realize these words of war 
Unhold these minds emotion 
Release this wrath within haste 
Bring this fate upon these men who choose to be 
At one with the cowardice within thine enemy 


From within this seething comes 
The empty threat of besieged 
I shall never fall 
I am Vengeance!! 


Decimate your allegiance 
Decimate your inner strength 
Kneel before me and learn your fate 
Know your master, 
Chant my name 


Cowards... 
Engulfed in ignorance 
Kneel before me and learn your fate 
Know your master, 
Chant my Name 


Release these strikes of penance Realize these words of war 
Unhold these minds emotion 
Release this wrath within haste 
Bring this wrath upon these men who choose to be 
At one with the cowardice within thine enemy