Imprecari کے بول

Writhing at the gates, for i am all that is blasphemy Ungodly i swarm in an abyss of souls Forbidden to seek eternity Submersed in the blood of surrounding carnage Beyond my destiny Awaiting passage through death's corridor To walk the darkened path once more And gain the sanction of the lords Writhing beyond the gates Into the realm of sin Writhing into tortured lust Kneel to my darkness I blaspheme all of mortal life Cast into the forbidden realms of the foul As the dark waters of the abyss overflow Lord of abomination, spew unto me The deathly stench of all that is blasphemy