Hymn For The Wretched Lyrics

Hymn For The Wretched lyrics

we are the blackness of the night

cold wind that cuts your flesh

we
are the enemy praying for your certain death

we are what was, will be
forevermore

in the stillest hours we awaken, enshrouded in the dark



children of the blackest seed

reared on murder and deceit

we are the thorns of human woe

his will be done



to the
humble maggots

to the putrid flies

where death and hatred lurk

we shall survive



to the diseases

to the sharpest
knives

when daybreak no more comes

we shall arise



we
are the sickness, the stench of the deceased

your father's secret
shame

our violent wrath shall be unleashed

we feast on blood and
the weakness of your kind

from the haunted depths we have arisen to
slither as the snake



children of the blackest seed

reared on
murder and deceit

we are the thorns of human woe

his will be done



to the humble maggots

to the putrid flies

where death and
hatred lurk

we shall survive



to the diseases

to the
sharpest knives

when daybreak no more comes

we shall arise



lurking legion of the obscene

unheard forever in between

unbound

the liars in wait

our being you forsake



whispers upon the winds, profane

unheard, the wretched and the
insane

unbound, forgotten, ignored

the ugliness abhorred



[solo]



the razor; the bullet; the length of rope

our
tools are numerous, our hatred overflows

the razor; the bullet; the
length of rope

a lapse of sanity plummets to earth below



we
are the blackness of the night

cold wind that cuts your flesh

we
are the enemy praying for your certain death

we are what was, will be
forevermore-acap