I am all pain, overcome by lack of faith
Welcomed by none, yet feared by all
I am the over come, forced fear of a necessary evil
I am the over done, the embodiment of pain
You names engraved, on the arms of a man in chains
Bound by hate, set free in vain
I will preach the words of a once forsaken land
I will denounce and set a flame to a world enslaved
I called on the riders of the hell
To rise beyond your grave
I call on the hearts of the damned
To destroy this world in vain
I am the preacher of pure hate
I am the embodiment of a dismal pain
I am the preacher of pure hate
I am the embodiment of pure dismal pain
Pure pain