Church of Vastitas

Face of our father in the abyss

Controlling our mind, churning the void

Subconscious torture to open the chasm

Our will is enslaved in these festering caverns of death

Drenched in the blood of a thousand lives

Witness the slaughter of humans as sheep

Memories fade as nightmares will rise

Building our church for the oldest one to see

His will be done

The righteous fall and tragedy will strike

Once more to crown

Our sovereign commander of emptiness

This poison will linger in the blood of fools

The void will expand and the cleansing is nigh

Government of death, the tyrant ascending

His chemical talons drill their way through your hearts