Necrophobic
Mark of the Necrogram
The eleventh horn to follow ten kings
A son of perdition against the most high
A beast about to rise from the bottomless abyss
Going into destruction to bring down the skies

The tail of the beast through the welkin tore
And the angels were swept from heaven to hell
The stars of glory thrown to the earth
Where the fallen revolt, where the fallen rebel

The lord of lords and the king of kings
Will assent and follow the beast
He’ll watch the world marvel beneath
In contempt his wrath is released

The antichrist is said to arise
And speak the words of blasphemy
Like countless before opposing the throne
Only this time, triumphantly

The blood of the lamb shed on the cross
The stench of rot in his lungs
Will guide the path as the command is howled
With seven heads and seven tongues

The lord of lords and the king of kings
Will assent and follow the beast
He’ll watch the world marvel beneath
In contempt his wrath is released