Hour of Penance - Desecrated Souls

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Fading souls of fallen kings
waiting for the rite again
Peeling off the flesh, grinding
broken bones from those bodies
Collected from the battlefield to
desecrate the enemies
Dust above breaches the
consecrated walls
The last you’ll see of this twisted
world
Desecrated souls
Above the rite you shall see
Desecrated souls
Screaming will not cease until the
unholy ghost descends in here
Breathing life in thee to thrive
upon this land with full wisdom
Contorted skin is shivering as the
open eyes begin to stare you
Fire below surrounds the
consecrated walls
Fiat iustitia et pereat mundus
Now mark my words:
The last you’ll see of this twisted
world
Desecrated souls
Above the rite you shall see
Desecrated souls