Lyrics London's Anthem for the Pleasure of Mutilation - Dawn of Ashes

London's Anthem for the Pleasure of Mutilation

Throat laceration from a surgical line, from blood lust fingers
Mummified corpse smothering with her own entrails
Nevermore to the filthy whore
London’s worthless
Beaten down, frail hearts
History has been made by the ink of the Devil’s blade
Behold the malicious beauty, by the silence of the respiration
Kill the whore
No slut deserves to live
London’s worthless
Beaten down frail hearts
Peasants will fade behind the perverse masquerade
He is the one… chosen to redeem the name of punishment!
He has been chosen by the tyrants of hell… to sacrifice for the new age that
Is approaching!
Dark times have been worshiped by his name…
And his name shall live forever!
FOREVER!
London’s worthless
Beaten down, frail hearts
History has been made by the ink of the Devil’s blade