When would It end, the Age of Chaos..
Its Rattle as deathly as any?

A son of Night and Chaos, I was
hurled into the Abyss of Agony..

By selling My World to Satan,
Or Bleeding Yours with My blood?

Sempiternal was my Fall
And reborn I was from Mud.

The Blade was Cold, its Pain
Was like a Sea of Red-

What you Robbed when I Lived
I shall Reclaim when You're Dead..

Grinding Your name, I found myself
Lost in this Soul-Less Flood.

What You lost in My tears
I shall Earn in Your Blood.

Undead, as I found myself
A Lust for Pain consumed Me,

In this Orgasm of Vengeance
From Death I shall be Free.

A son of Night and Chaos, I was
The Son of Night and Chaos..