Cleaver of Souls

Disciple of madness, defiler of flesh
Bringer of torment, seeker of death
Spawn of the dark one, the cleaver of souls
Ripped from existance, now your blood goes cold
Bloodshed turbs the wheels of my desires
I am the darkness, i am the storm
Unleash unending slaughter and destruction
I am the darkness, i am the storm
This mind of unspeakable horror
These hands of unstopable pain
My breath gives life to your destruction
Revel in the salt of your remains