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Text: The Red Shore. The Seeds Of Annihilation.

Born in the fire of redemption
In the arms of perdition
The seed of annihilation
Offspring of anarchy
Fear me,
I will tear your flesh from bone
Fear me,
I'll devour existence
Fear me,
Now gather your masses.
Assemble your legions.
Bearing the torch of nihil
the flame of fractured light,
to descend upon this infernal wasteland,
bring eternal night.
I am the voice of everything and nothing.
A force with the pulse of existence,
The repulsion of man flowing through my veins.
With the will of fire and chaos
I'll unleash upon this world unmerciful.
Born in the fire of redemption
In the arms of perdition
The seed of annihilation
Offspring of anarchy
Fear me,
I will tear your flesh from bone.
Fear me,
I'll devour existence.
Fear me,
Now gather your masses
Assemble your legions
I am the birth of salvation
And the end to this decrepit creation
A purified method to cleanse
A world of all damnation
I am all that is hatred
I am the end of days to come
The end to a world insane
Insane
Feed me fear
Feed me fear
I am born in the fire of redemption
In the arms of perdition
The seed of annihilation
Offspring of anarchy
Fear me,
I will tear your flesh from bone
Fear me,
I'll devour existence
Fear me,
Now gather your masses
Assemble your legions