Mistwalker - From Blackened Bones

I was borne from the fires of Inferno
A smoke-painted man, a dark-stained entity
Live from the seventh circle below
A hollow chamber, soul perpetually empty

A child of the deepest chambers of the Earth
I came into this world with my skin stained of burns
Claws like knives and teeth thirst for blood
The wretched byproduct of depraved deeds done

From his blackened bones
Thrust into the world of darkness
Washed red in blood
From his blackened bones

Foul stench of dead afterbirth
Broken lives are dying when
They fall dead to my blade
Bloodsucking your life so that I take your strength away

A great slaughter to welcome my life
Murdering husbands, destroying wives
Sending my victims to the abyss
Excited by the scents of blood on my lips

From his blackened bones
Thrust into the world of darkness
Washed red in blood
From his blackened bones

From his blackened bones
Thrust into the world of darkness
Washed red in blood
From his blackened bones

Written by:
Greg Sweetapple

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