Hecatomb - Baest

Gloomy sun

Ashes are falling from heaven

Burning one

Hecatomb

Abaddon

Looming eyes

Black mass gathering

In the night

Heresy

Heresy

Their bodies doused in oil and treachery

At the stake they’ll burn and suffer

Such acts of sin and infidelity

In flames they’ll meet their maker

Dragged through the dust

In condemnation

For they are born from filth and vermin

Burning morbid rites

Moral servants

Vermin sacrifice

Bearing the crown of scorn

Wretched and cursed

Baptized in fire

Scorched human race

Burning alive

Sun of extinction

Purge out their sins

Flaming perdition

Dance of the dead

Infernal inquisition (their shrieks resonate)

The scent of burning flesh (filling the air)

Rivers of fire shall consume (hecatomb)

The painful screams are dying out (fading)

From embers into ashes (blowing away)

Culling the weak

The hecatomb is finally complete

Culling the weak

The immolation of a worthless breed

Culling the weak

Your destiny you finally have met

Culling the weak

Only the ashes remain