Scorched


Rooted now in my own palace, the fog around me seems to clear off and vanish
Embalmed surroundings, dormant and obscene,
I'm shining, awaken in my dreams
I'm fleshless, I know what I must cause, destruction, I'm the fallen vanguard
On a surface dead, not breathing, a starless dome span the horizons up above
Preserved existence, never more to sleep, heretic, blood to spill I seek
Agony, I am it not they, governing this prelude to madness

Blasphemous I charge for what to be
Time for the erasing of the chains that helf my soul in court to bleed
Eternal reign, my world

They're the flock of debris, I'm the infinite serum
Weak they stand before me, dead shall be
Final end, celestial flaming

Chaos in my chamber, I'll feed them to their maker
Weak they stand before me, dead Deity, I am the ever black risen

From my ground, a born unbeliever, fallen once but now of the secured
In pure mayhem, saturated

Hold the torch up on high, I taste it, I feel it as I lower it into the soon ignited sky
The sparks treats me with divine care

[Solo: Karlsson]

They're the flock of debris, I'm the infinite serum
Weak they stand before me, dead shall be
Final end, celestial flaming

Chaos in my chamber, I'll feed them to their maker
Weak they stand before me, dead Deity, ever black, risen

From my ground, a born unbeliever, fallen once but now of the secured
In pure mayhem, saturated

Ashes and dust fulfils my ceremony, idols perished, their riches is no more and with them gone I seize my throne

[Solo: Karlsson]

Cosmic god, this titan of the deep I have embodied and sworn to keep
Of all the secrets I know only one, my shadow's buried, my soul is not







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