The Paragonical Unity.

Our existence benign,
The pentagram refined,
Our dominance entwined with the illicit morals of man.
Perceive that we are damned,
To a smoldering land,
Unite as we stand for the day of dominion is at hand.

(The paragon)
Faceless screaming,
(Unity)
Torture extreme,
(Pestilence)
Lord Oblivion,
For our frugal king has surpassed your skill.

We legislate our law,
On your knees please crawl,
Pain beyond reckoning,
Serpentine beckoning,
All the angels fall,
The Christians must with-drawl.

Ablaze the crescent moon,
Tyranny shall come soon,
A misanthropic doom and i cannot rest, sleep, or tire.
Lord of the Black Fire,
Twisting all in barb wire,
Awake! Awake Sire!
Set forth right this world of mire.