Begotten Video (MV)

Insatiable lust adorned with neverending hate
Begotten the legacy of the last cursed seed
Feast of the banished i behold, dances of iconoclasts
Better, unborn
In the shadow of death
Behold, my horde, army of deceased, unshackled from a trickster heart
A legion so pernicious, purified with genie of scythe
The parish of deceivers, i cut their tongues off
Vassals of black light emerged from nightmares without blind eyes
I hear your voice in this solemn moment of peace
Now i know this somniferous disease
I shall be rejoiced when my soul is released
Sear the dark and burn my flesh, creation surceased
I rule the past and the future from dust
Sacrifice is the retribution for mortal lies
Crucify your horizon, the sun will never rise
Wait for me with arms open wide
As you veil your lifeless cries
Mark of supreme, abominate, never slander hate
The journey, a path to incarnate, so take my hand and illuminate