Destiny, calls me
Beckons, from the deepest glade
Wearing a twisted, distorted, evil grin
Into the void wings of blackness spread
Pain is all that I feel, I feel, gut-wrenching pain

I spilled blood! I’ve spilled blood

The Opposer
The oppressor
The bastard
The evil seed
My Rage
My Thirst
My Needs
Sickening rusted metal blade of dread
I am mesmerized by their mournful cries, by their cries

Out from the dark, into the dead cold of night
Concealed from sight
Massacred at Rocky Ridge

I’ve spilled Blood

I spilled blood! I’ve spilled blood
Poisoned thoughts shrouded in rage
Camillus Carnivore
Horrific chaos to the core
Death lasts forever when you let, life, go
The Massacre at Rocky Ridge
Hollow eyes, Death’s angel divine
Pools of moonlight, human remains, of the dead

Camillus Carnivore
Horrific chaos to the core
Pools of blood, Sacrifice
Master of his own device
Violence, Sacrilege
Massacred at Rocky Ridge