Anwyl

Unleash the Hordes
The vermin that is man
Tribulation has come to pass
Destiny of Devourment
Evil Lust of Genocide
Crawl to your Extinction
Under the Sign of the four Winds
Bleed to me your Torment
I lust for your pain
Intoxicating rapture of suffering
Blood Through Vengeance Battles Spilt
Your race did death create
All inferiors to be our Slaves
Beast Slave Thy Lust
Upon the Carrion of humanity
Putrefying Remnants Scattered on
The Battlefields of Pestilence
My hand is that of Iron Cruelty
Death is not enough
I shall devour their souls
And put an end to their Flesh
For the weak shall succumb
To he that wields the Blade
To battle ever be there War
The bleeding victims await
Appetite for Atrocity
Lead us to our Next Campaign
[ Sign Of The Four Winds Lyrics ]