The Slaughter Of The Slave-Gods Songtext / Lyric

Handful Of Hate
The Slaughter Of The Slave-Gods Lyrics
Without pity or quarter
Fear, rejoice
We shall delight to slay.
Glow of pride so strong, so proud
I’m the hawk-headed lord
Of silence and strength
I hear the son dies for your time is right
At end – UCCIDI! Over the sunset’s bleeding
Glittering clouds of thy disease
Millennial horizons of equinoctial ruins
Crown the light spring
Eon’s thundering tempest
Tumultuous whirlwind of folly
Slaughtering dusty bastions.