Black Roads Lyrics

Riders of the blackened plague
locusts of the demon age
burning with the chosen hate
riders on the
BLACK ROADS
Forces from beyond the grave
TO YOUR
Wretched carcasses in chains
SLOW DEATH
Suffering to be enslaved
Master of your final torment

Fire, dominion of pain
chosen to suffer, violence in vain
Pervasive ideology, in your mind
weakness held high, the symbol of
the apostate

Spiritual death follows broken path
absorbed and drained drowning in their grasp
Journey to death is to choose this path
souls that will drain on the road to black


Carving skulls for the elders of hate
when the world is withering grey
far beyond killing visions and plague
burning effigies of hate
fires that burn as the visions of hell
take your eyes to a limitless grave
claws begin ripping pieces of flesh
as the body succumbs to plague