Soothsayer - Abhorrent Decimation

Trust in your fear of sorcery and supernatural forces

I fear for what death will make

And leave of this village

Capturing thy appetite as the moon draws in at night

Death takes many forms

Youth, gold, serpent or lamb

You’ll do well to never meet him

Radix malorum est cupiditas

Death comes our way

Soon I must leave

Radix malorum est cupiditas

Atone for your sins

Find peace

Seek out the pardoner

You will be saved

He can forgive

A single indulgence will rid you of sin

(Seek out the pardoner)

O' what terror I have seen

It led me

Right to this place

I herald of majesty

Pray you take heed

Death comes this way

To sow a seed