Imperatus - Altars of Despair

Watching with delight, legion of darkness with all its might
Wandering in the night, vapors of napalm soaking through your eyes
Blades cold as ice, spiking through your guts, meticulous, precise
Satan in disguise, desecrate your heaven with my scorching fire


Draped in crimson shroud
Legions march a thunderous sound
Thee who sing what was glorified
Theater of pain where they dance with the knife

Tyrants march, ripped and torn, all that's left is ashes
Screams from your soul, as I turn it black as pitch
Anarchist, war cries piercing through the winter mist
Bow down and forfeit, taste of your scorned defeat

In the silence of anguish, lies the shattered dreams
Fires of grudge boiled the molten entrail streams
Rising from the embers, the mortal takes its stand
A symphony of chaos, the divine tainted the land

Altars of despair
Carnival of chaos, they revel in the nightmare
Glorified war, a hollow tale
Gallery of horrors, where empathy pales