As I arrive, this infernal realm quakes before me
My body imbued with your blackened essence

O Serpent, hear me
I taste this invocation of hate, calling, pleading that I assume my role
Gift me with thine fire, "rex inferorum," I shall be your hand

The gates of Hell, shield this world from truth
I, Vessel, shall see to their destruction
Flood the pasture of God with packs of unholy wolves
Feast upon his sheep, the feeble race of man

My eyes roll back inside of my fucking head
I hear thine will, I shall carry out this sacred plan
I hunger for death, allow me to rip apart God's holy land
Guide me, I shall bring forth the dawn of the fucking end

Monolithic destruction
Waves of blood stir within the sea
Impending extinction
Waves of hate flow through my veins

Murdering the masses, slaughtering the innocent
Conquering, devouring the children of God

Brooding since the dawn of man
Faithless snake
Plunged into perdition, can you feel this hate?
Behead the shepherd, set ablaze his throne
Rip his tongue from his mouth, shred the life from his skull
I, Vessel, intend to see to this conquering of Christ
The throne shall be mine!
The followers of his reign, shall fall with him
With life and death, two forces entwined

I will not stand for rebellion
I shall cloak the world in black
My eyes shall fall upon the wreckage
Mercy has long left this corrupted soul

Faith is gone
Hope is lost
Black wings of death extend across the sky
Cower before us
We, impurity, shall rise

At last, the vision is clear, my body a vessel
"God, if thine ears hear my call, if thine sense remains intact, run."

(Ben Mason of Bound in Fear)
Vile, my body contorts as I transform
The fabric of humanity will not survive untorn
Cower before this act of hate, I shall perform
I, The Son of Perdition, have been reborn

My wrathful distaste for life
Will spell out your fucking end
Tremble as your world quakes
I am the Son of Perdition