The Carnage of Infinite Black - A Loathing Requiem

I feel no warmth inside

My body is no more

Hardened skin

Frozen heart

An empty soul

The earnings of a lifetime

On this putrid world

Is in the air we breathe

Breathe it in for years and years

Exhaust the fumes of the living

I realize I am at the thrown of judgement

The only future I foresee

I will not bow down to the chosen one

The only future I foresee

I will make him bow to me Rise my minions armed with darkness

Rise before me All sacrifices will be made for my victory

I am the voice of the apocalypse

The carnage will overwhelm the gates of heaven

The damned of the deadly seven will spare not one

Not one shall be spared

There is no warmth inside

My aura is no more

Callused mind

Frozen time

An empty thrown

The earnings of a millennia in time

Is absolute misery

Observe the carnage of infinite black