Progenies of the Great Apocalypse (Live, NRK P3, Oslo)

The battle raged on and on Fuelled by the venom of hatred for man Consistently, without the eyes to see By those who revel in sewer equally We, the prosperity of the future seal Cloaked by the thunders of the north wind Born to capture the essence of The trails of our kind Zero tolerance must be issued forth Behind the enemy's line So it shall be written And so it shall be done Discover and conceive the secret wealth And pass it unto your breed Become your own congregation Measure the sovereignty of it's invigoration We, who not deny the animal of our nature We, who yearn to preserve our liberation We, who face darkness in our hearts with a solemn fire We, who aspire to the truth and pursue it's strength Are we not the undisputed prodigy of warfare Fearing all the mediocrity that they possess Should we not hunt the bastards down with our might Reinforce and claim the throne that is rightfully ours Consider the god we could be without the grace Once and for all Diminish the sub principle and leave it's toxic trace Once and for all