Fierce Hatred

In the forest of the ghosts Terrors from the underworld Have arisen I stand as their master My blackend throne of evil Crowned with the skull of common souls I conquer life I am coldhearted divinity Nothing stands in my way Feeble spirits beg for mercy Those impure of heart Perish! My claws are deep in christian soil Deep in empty body shells Immortal power Unsurpassable I slay all the weak FIERCE with hatred in my eyes HATRED! FIERCE! EVIL! PERISH! THE WEAK MUST FALL!