By Death Possessed

Of Blood and bone we are born
 Fire made flesh
 By death possessed
 The indomitable will to conquer
 Encased in every breath
 Spawned from an ancient tribal thirst
 An offering of blood to the dirt
 The taker of souls we shall serve
 In the time between the darkness and light
 We feed with feral speed
 Empowered by both nightmares and dreams
 Spewing forth the furious wrath of slaves and gods
 Who've long since passed beyond this realm
 Seeking to avert this weakened mortal transformation
 Through formless reclamation
 The taker of souls we shall serve
 In the time between shadows and light
 We feed with feral speed
 Empowered by both nightmares and dreams
 The terror in the eyes of the chosen prey motivates
 Low hanging fruit upon which we thrive
 We Imbibe this murder so relentless and pure
 To extinguish the flame of such wasted lives
 Without the shackles of reality to abide
 Merciless, we cast the bodies to the depths
 The molten mouth providing eternal rebirth
 Bear witness to the demise of the human bloodline
 Possessed by death
 We, the servants of fire
 Harvesting the weakest souls through systematic slaughter
 A return to earth born entities
 Neither alive nor dead
 We are forever condemned