Upon the darkest of thrones The true God is visible The filthy sound of ten thousand (necro) morbid d**hs Smear my body with your destructive visions Writhe in my ba*tard hellish tormented ego Soak my veins in alcohol Create the beast.. behind these armoured walls... I shall not let others in So pure the race So few But we (tormented) know We know so f**ing well not to hide Yet to stay underground You, you sit upon the darkest of thrones Yet still remain as miserable, as necro, as evil, as hungry, as I...