Tyrant - Intestine Baalism

Evil night, in rain the sacred rite begins

Rule the cursed creations, stride their corpses

Sacrifise and old king… betrayal of the wisemen

We praise the ascension of the tyrant

Rip open your womb, pull out the unborn children

Hang their meat on a hook, offer them to the tyrant

Dig out your intestines to fill an argent tray

Scatter the foul blood, dye the altar red

In the sadistic last supper

Tied, slowly you die

Butchered and ripped from her c*nt

Your rotten meat… shredded

The tyrant drooled to see you

He laughed at your painful rotting body

He peeled open your organ… crushed

You die stained with shit

The tyrant drooled to see you

Striding a pile of bloody corpses