Текст песни March Of Insurrection

A diciple of ancient rites A time when reality Was my only shelter From the weak and wicked But now As time has changed I sit here on my exalted throne And king i have now become Foremost in our march of insurrection I am the creation and destruction A purpose of all sacrifies I am all what was ment to be I spread the seed of evil Among the lost i punish Death i will cause Generations are entombed in pain [lead markus] As i have my sword Slaying, twisting Plunging through their souls Come fallen angels, follow me now On through the path of insurrection