The Devil's Marauder

The severed heads of screaming kings still warm upon the stake
The corpses twitch as the heart slowly dies
Hear the lamentations echo down the halls from the queens
Feed the women's cries

He taints the holy water with just his presence
Clutching the blade of infernal damnation
Horns break through a hellbent skull
Riding the wings of annihilation

His mouth overflows with blasphemy
With rage imbued with hellfire's scorn
He burns the church of Christianity
All will die so none can mourn

Bow down before the inverted cross
Count your blessings as a loss
Your crippled god has broken knees
In bloodstained war fields the demon feeds

On the horizon he stands alone
Picking his teeth with children's bones
Laughing hard at the village below
Watching it burn as hell's fire grows