Battle cry of war
Creating oceans of decay
The bleeding souls are crying out
No - they will not be saved
No remorse for scorn
Praying to the one we hail
Morbid figure from the crypt
Command us not to fail

Black Heart

Skies eternal black
Darkness - we cry out his name
Behold the one who holds the scythe
Exhorting views of pain
On the hunt for blood
Destroying souls that are impure
The vision from beyond the grave
Cites carnage as a cure

Black Heart
Obey

Black Heart