War of Kings Part 4 Kings Risen Malice

You brought this bloodshed on yourself We prey on disloyal rats such as yourself We the kings of a blackened fate will waste you away A fury compared to that of raging water, bringing silence For we are the prime masters of the chaos beyond It will be carnage Let the vultures feed on your pathetic corpses Spreading the scum upon the divine Never to escape the perversion We will be like gods, descending to the depths of fools A storming process of violation Opening the abyss sinking the wastelands to hell The ominous feeling of power crushing the brittle You have angered the inheritance of royal blood Monstrous nations assembling Start the natural genocide