Invoc(H)ate

Come forth currents so negative
Surge through my parched Veins
Set my Blood ablaze in boiling fury
Make me one with Hate
Drain me of Compassion
Make my heart cold as the Grave
Bestow me with the Strength I need
To fulfill the Deeds I crave
This is my Knife
Razorsharp and so sublime
It’s A useless Fact for you, I know
Since the Time has come for you to die
In A World of Screams and Anguish
Upon A Throne of Bones I’ll reign
I invoke the glorious Force of Hate
Forevermore I’ll revel in your Pain
So forge my worthless being
Into an Instrument of Death
I shall honor it and use it well
Until the Day I draw my final breath
Invoke Hate — Invocate
Invoke Hate — The Ruin of Man I celebrate
F*ck off to Life
Your futile Presence has been denied
Your broken Body now shivering
To the deadly crooning of my Knife
In A World of burning Glory
Wherein Murder is my King
Where all the Whores shall get what they deserve
Yes, in Choirs of Pain they all shall sing
So come forth great Storm of Hatred
Permeate me evil Wind
For the Time has come for me to purge
Let the Cleansing now begin
Invoke Hate — Invocate
Invoke Hate — The Ruin of Man I celebrate