Pest Savagery

Faithful from birth in sealed doom Your light can't illuminate this tomb Casket yawns its last Sealed from what's been cast As interments waste away This world turned crypt you're displayed In sun scorched plains they lay Sore ridden piles of human decay Miasma carried by chant Christian heretics recant Pleas fall silent on the master Swirling disease from the caster Avatar of the ancient path Millions suffer by his wrath Elation in slaughter you die His laughter muffled by your cries In the shadow of the most supreme The sorcerer in perpetual dream