Darkzone Anthemn Lyrics - Night In Gales

this is the march of the beast 

headhunter's feast 

a hymn for those pulsing with this lustful disease 

bearing the marrow of thousand fattered nights 

the powers of thornfleshed death 

battlethirst and scarage wrath 

feel its fiery breath... 

psychonauts of the darkzone we are 

a whorehorde born of a fatal formula 

crippled and crowned we strike the harp 

with crystalstrings razorsharp 

the hunt is on ! 

flee ere the bloodwork's done ! 

guarded by dustdreams and evenfall 

down, down, down... 

to fornicate with this twilightcharade 

cofered upon us, chaossons, crystalblade's prey 

snared by paindomain escapades 

of flesh, filth and sulphurrain 

amidst the orphaned seed of suns in twain 

from now to never we hail ravenhordes and requiem 

eureka ! i am pain i am !