Lyrics - Smoldering In Exile by Angel Corpse

Chaos infinite- majesty of execration
Squatting proud upon the throne of abomination
Death profane burns bright- supreme
Consuming foetid flesh of the nazarene
Rites of scourge- immolated flesh
Imbibe the sorrow storm of impiety
A serpent entwined in the horns of the goat
Of withered angels wretched debris
Smoldering...
Tyrant of solitude and desolate beauty
The scaled and blooded claws of the mighty
A king for kings to victory betrothed
Vestige of mercy with filth befouled
Winged shadow simulacrum
Tenebrous dirge- ensanguined drums of war
Iron, blood and blasphemy affirmation
With grinning sepulchre as altar
He who leaps the loftiest of mountains
Pride and proscription now abhorred
Smoldering in exile- eternal
Azazael: awful lord
The flesh of
Besz- venom of
Apophrasz
The
Dragon steed of the
Scarlet
Fornicatrix
Behold magnificence:
Mega
Therion
Six hundred and sixty six
An iron helm on horned brow crowning
A warlord wreathed bold with lightning
Obsidian splendor- of starless purity
The bringer enflamed of dawns and destiny
Of strength, cloven stature and wisdom unknown
The wellspring from which all blasphemies flow
The sadistic triumph for which
I yearn
The mighty inferno in which
I burn...
Smoldering in exile

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