An altar of bone
Of sinew and flesh
Our crimson father
The bringer of death
It calls the ages
Gestates and ancient
Reaping the souls of the weak
Gnawing, ripping,
Limb from limb
To feed and quell the beast
Through blood and bone
Pain and death
The chalice must be filled
The blackness comes
Envelopes earth
The age of Cursed Born
An altar of bone
Of sinew and flesh
Our crimson father
The bringer of death
To drink the blood
The essence of the hearts of man
To eat the flesh
and chew away their rotten soil
Consume them all
Like ashes form the pits of hell
Nevermore
Will they walk beneath gods above
Let the blood run black
Let the chalice fall
Bringer of the end
You priest of hell