[intro] Andrea: Penance left unpaid, before thee manifests, and empty lies a grave, for he who never rests, tempering his blade, we kneel at his behest, as the skies grow ever sullen with a Cullen are we blessed
[verse 1] "let there be light" what a dumb quote! Thinkin' of puttin' up a fight? just don't. I'll hold an audition for my next victim, but careful cuz the competition is cutthroat. you got a neck that i wanna get my mitts on, spin your head around as if it was a twist-off. you oughtta worship the soil that i piss on, let alone the ground i left my footprints on. i came to raze hell, and leave it laid to waste, you're overdue for it lucifer, you ain't savin' face, I'm a one man show, but if i started a band, you bet your ass that I'm makin' Satan play the bass. ignore every single borin' divine thing. rip roarin' like I'm Mick Gordon on a 9-string, totally unholy, and impure - diseased with demons that wanna lock me down in quarantine cuz I'm their cleanser, offender of sins unimaginable. i entered their kingdom, when i left it was ravaged and yet they're lookin' up to me like a false idol, shotgun on my side is my bible
[bridge] Andrea: the gates of hell embrace you, welcome home, fall from grace, weary angel, let your hatred swell with rage unquelled, unbroken, spare your faith, shed you halo
[verse 2] i may detest decadence, but check my merch, purely cosmetic, yet, I'm so sexy that it hurts, even if you demons are atheist, let me spit a verse then I'll make you believe in me and after you'll head to church. Satan sorry you've been laid off, get to workin' on your resume, as I'm revvin' up my chainsaw, you know hell has definitely seen better days. forget heaven, let me revel with rebels, but i never been one to meddle with devils, that was a lie, and you'll find no better example than the plentiful argent energy that i have embezzled, as i descend the depths, all that's left behind me is leveled. I'm spreading like a sickness, your impish blood is my vessel, i'll get from zero to a hundred when i step on the pedal, and then I'm grapplin' upward and at the top will i settle and if you see my praises, make it a song that is metal, you'll only touch my blade when into your neck is it nestled, cuz i am entropy personification. Sentinel-qualified. Hell-raisin', bell-ringin'. Doomslayer - bonafide
[bridge] Andrea: the gates of hell embrace you, welcome home, fall from grace, weary angel, let your hatred swell with rage unquelled, unbroken, spare your faith, shed you halo. the bible tells such lies - the bells are tollin', keep the demons abound, and where embers dwell, remember well to stoke them. You've found a home in hell
[verse 3] Andrea: In your eternal glory. you fester with a fearsome infection. even a heart so pure, distorted, by the violence behind good intentions. the gods and devils have all heard the story, of the one who will cross the dimensions. Through heaven and hell, and worlds of purgatory. You burn with unholy ascension
[verse 4] Now that the gates to hell are unlocked, magazines are fully loaded, guns cocked. They told me I'd be king when hell froze over, so did anybody notice that the temp just dropped? I am your nightmare, I am infernal, I'll strike fear in you cuz fear is universal, I'm an amalgamation of hell's 9 circles, i am your doom, i am eternal
[bridge] Andrea: the gates of hell embrace you, welcome home, fall from grace, weary angel, let your hatred swell with rage unquelled, unbroken, spare your faith, shed you halo. the bible tells such lies - the bells are tollin', keepin' demons abound, and where embers dwell, remember well to stoke them. You've found a home in hell
[outro] i made it home to hell