Arise from the pit of plague Into the realm of skin Fly the flags of hate and war Abort the ruler impure Disturbance ever present Through the unhallowed black The weight of the funeral urn And the voice of a storm Fly the flags of hate and war Abort the ruler impure Disturbance ever present Through the unhallowed black Dead souls will not sleep The roar of a thousand throats
disturbance, abort, unhallowed, impure, ruler