Desolate relics
Of a fallen realm
Distant baying
Resonate through the void
Growling, barking
Lingering at the riverside
Snarling, guarding
Lurking at the gates of Hades
Leading, guiding
Souls into the depths within
Drooling, looming
Three-head beast and serpent tail
Dwelling madness
Fear the ferocious hound of Hell
You will not escape
Cerberus is your name
With fury held in his eyes
Swallow the corpses that’s ripped by the skies
Rain, shrapnel, wrath of thy God
Gluttonous men must consume what they are
Like swine in the river of mud
Reduced to slime
Battered by the rain
You will cry my name
Cry my name
Stinking slush
Falling from the sky
Naked shades
Howl and roll in the mire
Squealing, reeking
Pigs shall reign
Kingdoms disdained
Howling, rolling
Carcasses free from flesh
Ignorance reeks of piss
Sweltering riches
Feast your eyes and glut your souls
Blessed in sickness
Lord of flies ascend in might
Wanting, eating
Feast from the living, my God unforgiving
Man shall hail you as king
Gluttony is your name
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