Crown Of Horns

(copyright 2011 JDoebler/Satanica productions)


Hey you, we the unfair tyrants
we, the lovers of darkness
we, the enemies of life
we deform the charm of existence
we, who grow the seeds of sadness
we, who sift through all the bones
we, who slit your throats with madness
we, who'll rip you skull to spine.

Water In The sand
with blood and tears
rivers of blood
sweep you away

Be not fooled by clear skies and sun
for we, will bring the storms and darkness
beware, the underneath of ashes
we, who grow thorns will reap wounds


To the world, we unfair tyrants
withered hope enhanced with sadness
poisoned nectar, cold gray deserts
rotting sickness, brings forth madness
blood red cloaks with claws of steel
shrouded hope in a veil of fear
blackened sun, frost dead moon
night brings cold that cuts through skin
feast of sorrow, pale tomorrow
plagues of war in a dying world
burning ashes, decayed bodies
bowing to, the thrones of power
rotting servants, withered flowers
bleeding wounds from growing thorns
left in ruins of death and sadness
we who bare the crown of horns!!!!!


Hey you, we the unfair tyrants
we, the lovers of darkness
we, the enemies of life
we deform the charm of existence
we, who grow the seeds of sadness
we, who slit your throats with madness
we who grow thorns will reap wounds
 we,who bare the crown of horns
crown of horns!