Lyrics The Core - Mortem

The Core

In the days, the beginning
We were woken by the sound of the inferno
By angels hymn in screaming crescendo
As thundering echoes from the darkest gorges
With diabolical frenzy, the raw of birth
Master of mayhem and core of darkness
Rise, ruler of the crypt
The core of pure evil
Let the true kingdom come
To scorched and harden souls
Lift your mask of dark divine
And inhale the steam of fear
Wear the crown of splintered bones
Hail your majestic sphere
As the serpent poisons mind
The venomous evil will rise
Spewing out infected spawn
Into the fields of man
Forge yourself in every soul
And harvest the purest load
As the coldest dark engorged
The weak and putrid world
Hardened men will appear
To purge its stricken herd
With the scepter in your claw
The start of your divide
Who can live and who must die
Darkened, pure, at your side