Letra de Pestilencial

Under the black sun I prowl
There is no sympathy for the ones who care the cross
I march upon fucking misery
Where belong all the fallen and the damned
Rejoin the cadavers
I am the herald, I am the bringer of believers
And I bathe in the blood of the Christians I’ve slained
Realms of supplice rituals where flies are devouring
Your flesh is now their fucking property
Smokes of grim engulfment surrounded by the laughs of the dead
Your life desolated through this endless calvary
YOU WON'T BE SPARED
THE WORMS WILL FEAST WITH HORDES OF FLIES
DECOMPOSED, WELCOME THE REIGN OF PESTILENCE
THIS IS THE END OF YOUR FUCKING EXISTENCE
HERE I AM, SOVEREIGN OF DISGUST AND DECAY
FACING THE AFTERLIFE WITH THE REAPER ON MY SIDE
DECOMPOSED, WELCOME THE REIGN OF PESTILENCE