Tyrant Throne - Excavation To Our Rotten Ancestors

Coldly embraced by a vague black length
In the center of a sphere called earth
Where lunacy is worshipped and sanity is torn...
Citizen of the cursed harsh land:
The time will come where I'll crush your skull
and feed your useless brain to the hounds
I'll drag your spine and the rats will follow
Empowered by chaos, blood will dominate
Death and murder - decapitation and hate
Citizen of dogma:
Your lunacy I cannot endure. I will bleed you, you bastard
Unhallowed child rapist
Filthy creep mistakenly fallen to earth.
Go back to your nest and bury yourself
I'll burn you there and that is the end for you
Excavation of our rotting ancestors,
In search for the roots
In the time of the ancient breed,
Where the pure life form was preserved...
Pervert, pervert, pervert...