Curse from Divinist by Divinist

Cleansing the land the embodiment of sin
The mark of the Devil be burned in their skin
Whores of Satan, til my final breath
The mask of the Beast will mark your death

Burned at the stake, no bargain or plea
No ears for the curse you bestow unto me
Bodies still burn despite constant spells
Souls will be bound in the pits of your hell

Ash in the air, thy blood in the earth
Will live on as you do, with every new birth
Drown me, burn me, my hunger still grows
Thy planet will decay in eternal woe

Famine and sickness will spread through the land
All lives will now suffer by Satans right hand
Slaves of God, my hate shall not rest
Your own sins have sealed your death

• Black Metal
• Death Metal
• Doom Metal
• Metal
• Pennsylvania
• Derry