Lyrics Chains of Black Wrath - Aggressive Perfector

Chains of Black Wrath

Militia of black thunder
Riding through the night
With a trail of dead behind us
The rest we’ll burn alive
Cities fall in ruin
The innocent they cry
Now hang them all for treason
One thousand more to die
We’re riding high the winds of pestilence
We’ll take down all that’s in our path
Doomsday believers
We live and die for the cause
With the chains of wrath that bind us
We leave you ripped and torn
At the mercy of the devil
The beast we know too well
Relentless pillage and slaughter
Life descends to hell
Riding high the winds of pestilence
We’ll take down all that’s in our path
No remorse, Evil sacrament
We are shackled to the chains of wrath
In the minds of the insane
Indoctrinated
Death cult of fucking darkness
We’re coming after you
Ripped and severed torso
Slaughtering
In the name of the demigod
Apostates shall die
Militia of darkness
Proceed the attack
Shackled forever
The chains of black wrath
Come gather now, you heathens
For it’s the day of the black wrath
There’s no chance of salvation
As the hordes they cheer and laugh
A celebration of evil
Slaughtering our prey
Bloodshed, Annihilation
Just another day