Aasgard - Through The Years Of Rats, I Fed With Fires lyrics

Hark now insipided pussies, How treasonous tongues poison Now at the return of the tide, Witness the signs of warfare I blasphemed with archaic truths, As their eyes stared dormantly Kept spreading the same words, Cursed be the misery of love My words are, the voice of chaos, Gloried is, the essence of hate