"The Ascendance of Wrath"

How I love to hate, and, that it
gendereth to rage

I've been away for to long, but,
now, I'm back from sabbatical

I can feel it growing stronger, as
in my soul, it takes the hold;
and, this feeling I can't explain,
but, it all leads to me

Down, I'm ascending from down;
and, this animosity I'll wear as
a crown

Daemons of all of Hel, on the
leash of my tendrils, I'll walk
about

I can feel the strength of Legions
pulsing through my veins; and, a
few of them I can already name

So, when it all goes down, and,
Hel ascends - even now, She is
already arising - you'd best to
be capable of knowing who
are your friends

Down, I'm ascending from down;
and, your man's head, I'll wear as
my crown

Daemons of all of Hel, on the leash
of my tendrils, I'll walk about

Go to that place, the one in your
head; and, from there, conjure
up all that within you is dead

Necromancers do your dance;
and, therein, call forth your
dark Prince

Down, I'm ascending from down;
and, your man's head, I will wear
as my crown